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.

save him once so he trusted her. Although he found her charades before, he didn’t look into

he

refreshing his perception

scripts. Even it was she who planned the

had underestimated Maria in the past. He had just thought she was playing some small tricks. Much to his surprise, it

she made it up.” Maria’s face was wet by tears. Reaching out, she

for a few second, his cold lips forming into a straight line.

go, but Matthew’s strength was so strong. Unable to resist,

didn’t do it. Believe me. If I was wrong, it was because I love you so

“Heh heh.”

he was mocking at himself. He whispered softly to

shouldn’t have mistaken responsibility as

that.” Maria shook her head desperately. “It’s neither your fault nor mine. It’s all

she pointed at Dolores, who was standing on the steps. “It’s all

“You bitch...”

stopped by Dolores. It was unnecessary to get a verbal fighting with

feared the most was losing

Maria’s sore spot, which

Dolores walked down the steps, walking towards Matthews step by step. Raising her hand, she tossed her hair behind a ear, her eyes seductive. Then she put her hand on Matthew’s shoulder, calling

really couldn’t get used

divorce certificate was not issued, so

was to

blushed because of

Dolores’ arm on his shoulder. It was slender with fair skin. She stood

time, Dolores took the initiative to

called him in such an intimate

help feeling

Dolores calling him in

that she had done it on purpose, but didn’t pushed her

let her

yourself!” Maria was totally

and waved her fists, aiming to punch Dolores. “You bitch! Don’t touch

her fist landed,

his eyes, Maria was startled by the coldness in his

never seen such coldness

“I...”

Matthew shook off her

understood. He stepped forward

could Maria be willing to let Abbott pull her

care about anything else. All

wouldn’t let Dolores to

to

anyone else to

mind your dignity, please.”

are? How dare you mind my business?” she

her. He just ordered Abbott in a light tone, “I’m leaving it to you.”

Matthew was leaving, Maria completely

“Let go of me. Now! Let