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.

her. Although he found her charades before, he didn’t

he treasured their

refreshing his

and self-directed scripts. Even it was she who planned the car

thought she was playing some small tricks. Much to his surprise, it turned out

I didn’t 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, you got to believe

for a few second, his cold lips forming into

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

do it. Believe me. If I was wrong, it was

“Heh heh.”

as if he was mocking at himself. He whispered softly to

mistaken

desperately. “It’s neither your fault nor mine. It’s

was standing on the steps. “It’s all because of her. She’s

“You bitch...”

about to retort but stopped by Dolores. It was

knew what Maria feared

return, she should poke Maria’s sore

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

herself. She really couldn’t get used to this way of addressing

certificate was not issued, so she still could address him in this

main purpose was

was face blushed because of anger,

She stood so close

the first time, Dolores took the initiative to approach

him in such

couldn’t help feeling

didn’t mind Dolores calling him

done it

just let her lean on

was totally

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

landed, Matthew grabbed

eyes, Maria was startled by the coldness

seen such coldness in Matthew’s

“I...”

shook off her

understood. He stepped forward and pulled her

willing to let Abbott pull her away while watching

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

wouldn’t let

belonged to her

anyone else to touch

mind your dignity, please.” Abbott

you are?

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

that Matthew was leaving, Maria

started hitting and kicking Abbott. “Let