Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

Dolores was speechless.

She didn’t respond as she didn’t have much to do and that Terry would go over afterward. Teresa could handle the work at the shop. She hadn’t been so free for a long while.

After she gave birth to Samuel and Simona, she had to prepare for the examination, and thereafter she had to work. She had not relaxed for several years. She should use these days to rest.

She leaned back into the chair, retracted her hand from Matthew, and said, “Drive carefully.”

Matthew felt that he was missing something even though he was holding onto the steering wheel. He felt the emptiness and only when he was closer to this woman would he feel more complete.

It was red lights at the traffic junction. He seemed to unconsciously place his hand onto Dolores’ thigh. Dolores was speechless… this man.

He even started to grab her gently and before Dolores could object, he said, “We are married.” If you don’t sleep with me, at least let me touch, he thought. He was a regular man and she couldn’t expect him to be a monk.

A woman’s thigh was a very private part of her body. Furthermore, he was very daring to continue to rub her thigh until she was starting to feel aroused. She grabbed a part of her clothes tightly and looked away, and did not dare to look at him.

Her heart continued to pound and didn’t seem to be able to control her own heart. She couldn’t seem to control her emotions whenever she was with him. Dolores didn’t object and Matthew felt satisfied. His hand remained on her thigh but didn’t move. He continued to drive towards the towering business district.

Very soon, the car reached the WY group building underground garage. It was a new car Matthew had just bought for Dolores and it had not been registered with the car parking system. The guard yelled, “This is a garage for WY group and is not opened to the public. Please go elsewhere.”

Matthew wound down the window and as soon as the guard saw him, he quickly raised the barrier and welcomed, “Oh, it’s Mr. Nelson, I didn’t know that it was you.” He definitely shouldn’t stop the boss from entering for fear of losing his job. He looked at the woman seated beside Matthew and was stunned. He had been working at that place for almost five years and had never seen a woman in Matthew’s car. This was the first time and he couldn’t help but take a good look at her. Matthew glared at him and wound up the window to block his view.

After the car was parked, Matthew gave the keys to Dolores and she took them over.

“Thanks.” Although he kept emphasizing that they were married, Dolores knew that this marriage was not done willingly and out of mutual attraction. It was an arranged marriage by the parents.

She found out that this car cost over a million yuan. He didn’t want any money from her but she felt uncomfortable and should express her gratitude.

“Do you really want to show your gratitude?” Matthew grinned.

naturally, “But of

over, “If you really mean it,

know where this was? It was his office!

him and

owe me.” He took Dolores’ hand and placed it in his arm and walked to the

was uncomfortable and bit her lips as she said, “Would it be inappropriate for the staff to see us this way?” Her

rejected a marriage. Would others think

concept of a mistress. The notion of falling in love at the wrong time or meeting the loved one at the wrong moment… All these were excuses to

heart and couldn’t be bothered about the life and death of his wife

hands in public if he

in thoughts. He also didn’t like mistresses because there was one in his family. He let go of Dolores’ hand.

“Mr. Nelson.” Matthew gently nodded in acknowledgment. It was unusually quiet in

reached over to touch Dolores’ hand and she felt the electrifying touch and quickly shifted her hand behind

the lift turned around to look at Dolores and asked, “Are you working at WY group? How come I’ve not seen

days at WY six years ago to do some translation work for Matthew. Time had gone by so quickly and definitely no one

didn’t know how to respond other than to

department?” A male

speechless and wrung her

good portion of the lift.

Ding.

Dolores heaved a sigh of relief as her

a

looked at him and rejected, “Impossible, I have my own

be insane to give up doing what she liked as a designer to work as

Mrs. William to close her branch here?”