Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

Seeing Matthew, Maria almost rushed over, stretching her arms to embrace him.

Matthew stepped aside and dodged. As she was running so fast, Maria couldn’t stop even after she had missed the target. She couldn’t help staggering forward, her ankle twisting.

“Ouch...” she exclaimed. Her legs weakened, falling on the ground.

Abbott stood aside. He had chance to hold her up but he didn’t reach out.

Before she became the family member of the Herbert family, she even flattered Abbott sometimes. After all, he was a man who Matthew trusted very much, so she was willing to put a little effort on Abbott.

However, since she returned to the Herbert family and became their daughter, she had been arrogant and put on the air whenever she met Abbott again.

Hence, Abbott became quite unhappy. He didn’t like her as he used to.

Now Maria was a girl from a rich family.

Abbott was just an assistant. So they were not from the same world.

Maria fell on the ground, her knees skinned, her carefully-made hair messed. She looked quite embarrassed.

Raising her head, she looked at Matthew. “Matthew...”

She could not accept the coldness and disregard from him.

He used to treat her lovingly.

His current attitude brought her sense of frustration as if she had fallen down from the heaven to the hell.

She couldn’t accept it at all.

Trembling, she looked at the man standing in front of her. “Matthew...”

Tears welled up in her tears. Her tone was full of grievance and ingratiation.

Matthew walked to her, squatting down. He reached to brush away the messy hair that covered her cheeks.

Looking at her face carefully, Matthew seemingly to see her true color through her features.

“Matthew...”

“Stop calling me,” he interrupted Maria.

Maria was startled, still couldn’t accept the fact.

“How many things have you hidden from me?” he asked in an extremely low voice, as if he was suppressing something in his heart.

Things flashed through Maria’s mind, as if all movie scenes were replaying. She was thinking about the hidden meaning of Matthew’s question.

Suddenly her pupils shrank sharply. It seemed that he had heard her conversation with Dolores.

“Nothing,” she denied.

“Nothing?” Matthew sneered.

he trusted her. Although he found her charades

all, he

refreshing his perception of

was she who planned the car accident that happened

playing some small tricks.

Flores. She, she made it up.” Maria’s face was wet by tears. Reaching out, she wanted to grab Matthew’s arm. “Matthew,

just stared at her face for a few second, his cold lips forming

was so strong.

me. If I was wrong, it was because I love you so much. Is it

“Heh heh.”

whispered softly to answer, “You are not wrong. I was wrong. It’s

shouldn’t have mistaken responsibility as

head desperately.

at Dolores, who was standing on the steps. “It’s all because of her. She’s just a

“You bitch...”

about to retort but stopped by Dolores. It

knew what Maria feared the

return, she should poke Maria’s

towards Matthews step by step. Raising her hand, she tossed her hair behind a ear,

herself. She really couldn’t get used

divorce certificate was not issued, so she still could address

purpose was to piss

blushed because of anger, looking like

looked down slightly at Dolores’ arm on his shoulder. It was slender with fair skin. She

first time, Dolores took

she called him in such

help feeling

didn’t mind Dolores calling him in

had done it on purpose, but

her

Maria was totally irritated because Dolores called

her fists, aiming to

landed, Matthew grabbed her

Maria was startled by the

such coldness in

“I...”

shook off her

understood. He stepped forward and pulled

pull her away while watching Dolores and

me!” Maria didn’t care about anything else. All she wanted was to escape from Abbott’s

let Dolores

belonged to her

didn’t allow anyone

Herbert, mind your dignity,

you think you are? How dare you

not in the mood to tangle with her. He just ordered Abbott in a light tone, “I’m leaving

Matthew was leaving,

kicking Abbott. “Let go