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 them. He

all, he

refreshing his

she who planned

past. He had just thought she was playing some small tricks. Much to

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

cold lips forming into a straight line. Without saying anything,

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

Maria hugged his legs. “I really didn’t do it. Believe me. If I was wrong,

“Heh heh.”

sneered, as if he was mocking at himself. He whispered softly to answer, “You are

have mistaken responsibility

shook her head desperately. “It’s neither your fault

was standing on the

“You bitch...”

It was unnecessary to get

feared the most was

Maria’s sore

her high-heels, 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 him in

really couldn’t get used to this way of

their divorce certificate was not issued, so she still could

was

face blushed because of anger, looking

on his shoulder. It was slender with fair skin. She stood so close to him that he could even see the

the first time, Dolores took the initiative

him in such an

help feeling

didn’t mind Dolores calling him in such a

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

just let her

totally irritated because Dolores

got up from the ground and waved her fists, aiming to punch Dolores. “You

before her fist landed,

was startled by the coldness in

had never seen such coldness in

“I...”

Matthew shook off her

forward and

Maria be willing to let Abbott pull her away while watching Dolores and Matthew were so

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

wouldn’t let Dolores to touch

to

anyone

Herbert, mind your

Baron, who do you think you are? How

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

that Matthew was leaving, Maria completely

kicking Abbott. “Let go of me. Now!