Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

Matthew Nelson looked up as his eyes fell on Dolores’s hand covering her chest, and asked, “Scalded?”

“…”

Dolores Flores twisted her head as she couldn’t abide his gaze, “No.”

After saying this, she headed to the meeting area and sat on the sofa. She stooped down to draw out a few pieces of tissue paper and wiped the water stains off her neck.

Suddenly, her vision was blocked. Matthew had come over unexpectedly. Dolores coughed lightly, “Why are you here? You’ve so many things to deal with.”

When Dolores delivered the water in, a massive pile of documents was waiting to be signed on Matthew’s desk.

Matthew seemed to hear nothing and grabbed the tissue in Dolores’s hand, “I’ll wipe it for you.”

“That’s okay.” Dolores tried to grab the tissue in Matthew’s hand, but she missed it as Matthew raised his hand.

“Be good.” Matthew squatted down in front of her legs. He gently pulled her collar open to wipe the water stain on her skin.

Matthew lowered his eyes, wiping her gently, and he looked solemn. Dolores was into a light trance for a few seconds.

She slightly turned her head around, not daring to stare at him for too long.

She was afraid.

Afraid that all of this was just a magnificent dream.

Unreal.

“Don’t be too nice to me.” Dolores didn’t want to fall in.

Falling into the trap of his tenderness.

She didn’t think about her identity deliberately, but that was the truth.

After that night, she thought that she would never have a love for the rest of her life.

She had lost the qualification to have a good life.

She couldn’t deny that the traces of Matthew inside her were getting deeper throughout these years. It wasn’t indelible but not to be ignored. She was like used to his domineering, him being light-minded, and him being considerate occasionally. Matthew was taking over her heart gradually.

Matthew chuckled, “I want to be nice to you.”

Dolores’s eyes were red. She didn’t want Matthew to notice it, so she sneered, “Such a bad taste.”

“…”

first time

“Yeah, indeed a bad taste. You don’t

so caring

in front of him. Her eyebrows, nose, lips, chin, and cheek weren’t the

ago, she was pure, like

experiencing so many these years, she

Knock, knock...

office door was being knocked, and Matthew reacted immediately. He raised his eyes and looked at Dolores for a moment before he stood up.

took it and draped

putting it on, Matthew then spoke in a low voice,

walked in

place and he looked around on his way. After entering Matthew’s office, he was amused, thinking that the rich were having such a luxurious lifestyle.

home wasn’t as big as a corner

down.” Abbott reminded Terry.

embarrassed for being

down across from Dolores, “I have brought what you wanted. Have you planned

her head, looking at Matthew, and nodded, “Yes, please give

and know nothing about the situation in the country. The DC Law

said, his face darkened, “I had found one originally, but when he heard that it was the

Matthew’s intention at that

Terry had, it wouldn’t be possible to deal with Maria

in to find someone and spend

talking?” Terry stared at

thing and

you.” Terry wasn’t distrusting Dolores. Just that this wasn’t a matter for only one person, but the two of them should

knew that this wasn’t

it had been six

isn’t simple at all. The Herbert family was well-known and respected. They

how?” Terry was nervous and bounced

Dolores hurriedly reassured him, “That’s why I asked you to give me the stuff. There’s someone here to help

“Who…”

Terry reacted immediately.

then he quickly closed

pointed cautiously to the man who was standing beside him with a cold face all

Dolores nodded.

hand back, holding it

and immediately put all the things