Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

“What nonsense are you talking about?” Sampson didn’t want to be picked apart like that.

Even though she was right.

“Okay, go on ahead and treat me as nonsense.” Maria didn’t want to argue with him either. This was not the time to argue about this anyway.

The needed to urgently think about how to handle the current situation. Jessica had escaped and Dolores was bound to find out soon.

“Where did Jessica escaped?” Maria asked.

“The river right outside the village.”

That place was very close to here. If she provided any clues, Dolores would be able to find this place very soon. Maria was afraid this place was not safe for them anymore.

They couldn’t hide Samuel here.

“We need to leave and find another place to hide Samuel.” Maria squinted, “The far we can go the better, somewhere Dolores can’t find us ever.”

Samuel was her son. If she found out that her son was lost or dead, she would go completely crazy.

“Our plan was just to kidnap him and to blackmail her until she marries me, then release him…”

“And then?” Maria interrupted him, “Will she sincerely marry you? Stop dreaming! You can only keep her by your side if you hold Samuel in your hands forever.’

There was no going back from here.

Sampson put Samuel, who was still unconscious, in the back seat again.

“Let’s leave here and find another place.” Maria got into her car. Just as she was about to start the car, she noticed a black cross-country approaching. The black shiny paint was wrapped with strong iron sheets, making intrepid lines. This was Matthew’s car; she had seen it before.

Her expressions changed immediately as she shouted to Sampson, “Hurry up!”

But it was too late. Matthew stepped down on the accelerator and turned the steering wheel, drifting about sixty degrees through the mud and the potholes. He stopped the car neatly at the doorway, blocking it.

Sampson’s car could not get out.

Dolores got out of the car quickly and ran to Sampson to find her son.

Recovering from the sudden shock, Sampson turned around and quickly took Samuel into his arms.

Dolores was a step late in reaching him.

“Give me back my child!” Dolores went to open the driving seat door. Sampson locked the door. Dolores couldn’t open it; she could just look at her son through the tinted glass. She couldn’t tell if he was injured, his face seemed to be swollen.

She slapped on the window pane frantically, shaking the glass, “Sampson, get out and give me Samuel.”

Sampson did not dare to face her; he turned his face away from the window.

We can talk about this, just give me back my child, okay?”

Dolores, “You Bow to me and I will ask Sampson

trembling

was not very obedient, he tried to pull a few

Smack!

finish speaking, Dolores

beautiful face that Maria had spent a lot of time applying makeup to was transformed in a second by Dolores

curled up, her hair was messed up and a lot

turned into

me?” Maria glared at her, unable to

with anger, her palms itching

the Herbert family, Maria has had a sense of superiority. She could not stand being

hand

as soon as she raised her hand,

The sun was behind him, so the outline of his face shone brightly, with his face covered in

He threw her off.

a few steps backwards

pain of being shaken off ruthlessly by Matthew was greater than

the man

she wanted by using any

and ruthless to her

“Matthew…”

didn’t even spare her

to hold Dolores who

she would fall on the ground any

you. you know how important he is to me. You also watched him grow up,

Her heart ached.

It ached a lot.

and sent them mother

had always thought of Sampson

when he tried to do that kind of thing to

not a bad

that she

she didn’t know what

go first.” Sampson didn’t let go, now he could only take Samuel away first and

couldn’t wait, she couldn’t see Matthew

way Matthew

once had

was snatched away from

want to save your son, you have to marry my brother.” Maria smiled sinisterly, looking horrible, “The only thing you can

darkened, “Do

am tired of living ever since you broke our engagement. Everyone in City B knows that I am a discarded woman. I have lived enough! She looked at Matthew like