Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

Just when Sampson Herbert was about to take off Dolores Flores’s pants, the cell phone in her pocket rang suddenly.

Sampson quickly pulled out the ringing phone from her pocket. The screen showed Samuel.

It was Samuel Flores who called.

Sampson stared at the screen, holding the phone tight. He hesitated for a moment, then answered the call.

He was afraid of arousing unnecessary suspicion for not answering the call.

“Hey mommy, why aren’t you back yet?”

It was Samuel’s voice.

He slowed down to make his voice sounded calm, “Your mommy went to the washroom. She will be back soon.”

“Oh, it’s Sampson. Please tell her to come back early. Simona is looking for her. She wouldn’t sleep.”

“Got it.” Sampson hung up the phone immediately after he finished speaking.

Dolores, who was lying on the sofa, was moving her eyelashes. She seemed to hear someone talking, but her eyelids were so heavy that she couldn’t open them.

Sampson placed the phone on the table and withdrew his hand violently.

He was just ready and had made his decision. But after being interrupted by Samuel, he was at a loss, not knowing where to start from.

Sampson had his eyes on Dolores, looking at her seductive body. And soon, his heart was stirring again.

He liked this woman for many years.

“I’ll treat you well.” Sampson clenched his hands, repeating it. Then he reached out to take off Dolores’s pants after being calm.

Sampson’s hands were cold. When he touched Dolores’s skin, she felt something.

She felt something cold on her.

“Mmm…”

She opened her eyes.

Sampson panicked and covered her up after hearing a noise.

Dolores was awoken.

“What are you doing…”

After saying, she realized that her clothes were unbuttoned and taken off, exposing her bare skin. And the underwear inside was totally exposed.

Boom!

Dolores was struck dumb.

scrambled to her feet, clutching herself. She was incredulous,

explain, but

and she was able to sort out what

believe that Sampson would do this to her. But, the proof was

and wouldn’t want to hurt

Dolores cried out

filled with heartbreak, humiliation, disappointment,

listen to me…” Sampson

sneered, “The proof is in the pudding, what

look, pursing his lips. He didn’t explain but to say, “I’ve been protecting you for

talking?” Dolores

pretending to be innocent?” Sampson leaned over and hugged her, “I’ll marry you. I’ll treat Samuel and Simona as my

tried to push

that Dolores would hate him even if

case, he would just do

me. Let go.” Dolores was pushing

man and the woman. Even if

couldn’t even

the sofa, kissing her face, hair, and her neck

and saw the wine bottle on the table. She

…

Bang!

Dolores’s body as well, with a

was incredulous that

in the head. If there wasn’t the red wine concealing,

smell of

pushed him away with great effort. Sampson was caught off guard by the push and fell onto the

to look at him. She zipped up her

back

the pain and chased

scared hearing Sampson’s voice. She ran even faster and didn’t notice the way she was

herself, “I’m sorry.

way,

eyes met,

Dolores asked, “Why you?”

unbuttoned. And her underwear would be exposed if she didn’t gather the clothes around her tightly. There

were still on. And further down, a pair of

not suitable for running. So Dolores took off her shoes when she had the chance

was shocked,

draped them around her. He then picked her up and put her