Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

The night was quiet.

Matthew’s car stopped in front of the villa and the headlights turned off. He opened the door and got out.

Passing through the front yard to the door of the villa, he pushed it open to reveal the living room that was lit with soft yellow night light. It was quiet as if everyone had already gone to sleep; there was no sound.

He took off his jacket and threw it on the sofa. Pulling at his collar, he walked towards the room where Samuel slept.

Pushing open the door he saw that the light was still on. Dolores was lying on one side of the bed with Simona in her arms.

Simona’s eyes were red as if she had just cried. She was sleeping but still sobbing occasionally.

Matthew hadn’t come back. She had sat on the sofa to wait for him and had not wanted to sleep.

No matter what Dolores tried, she couldn’t coax her.

When it was almost midnight, she was still unwilling to sleep even though her eyelids were drooping sleepily. Dolores picked her up and took her to the room but she burst into tears and asked Dolores if her Daddy didn’t want her anymore.

Dolores had hugged her and kissed her on the cheek, and she had told her that it wasn’t true.

But she hadn’t believed her. Children raised by a single parent were insecure like this, Simona was no different.

She kept saying while buried in Dolores arms that she was a child without a father.

She had cried and Dolores had cried with her.

Later she was tired from crying and had fallen asleep in Dolores arms.

Dolores kept hugging her, not letting her go and had fallen asleep with her.

Samuel was sleeping on the other side of the bed. The bed was wide so the three of them didn’t look crowded. Matthew walked over and gently removed Dolores arm from around Simona and wrapped it around his neck. He wrapped his own arms around her waist and picked her up.

Dolores felt that someone was moving her. She opened her eyes and saw that it was Matthew. She said sleepily, “You…”

He shushed her with a look.

Dolores swallowed the words back and let Matthew take her out of the room.

Matthew took her upstairs.

“Did you drink?” Dolores asked him.

The smell of alcohol on his body was very strong, mixed with perfume.

“Yeah.”

her eyes, “Who did you

didn’t want to mention Maria so he said, “No one you should be worried

but said

smile, Matthew asked,

are a married man, don’t

pressed his forehead on to hers,

the door of the upstairs room with

are shadows everywhere. Compared to the room downstairs, this one was deep and dark. The main color theme was of black and gray, full of a sense of

placed her on a large soft bed. Her body sank down in the mattress

looked down at

little uneasy and she

chin, not allowing her to

me.”

heart. He could feel her hand on his chest through his shirt. His voice was deep and low, “How are

you…?” Dolores was

he would lose

leaned into her body, pressing close into her body. He buried his head in her

her into a million pieces, making her feel numb and itchy at the same

She was really nervous.

was also forbearing, “I have done so much for you, shouldn’t you repay

are talking about.” Dolores pretended to be calm, but her hand was already clenching the quilt tightly,

biting on it. Dolores pushed

drunk. I know exactly what I am doing.” He spelled every word

playing with her earlobe, “I let you

heart trembled with her

very dependent on him

her daughter cry with that much sadness before, especially her sentence ‘I am a child without

her eyes down her temples, getting lost in her

a hoarse voice,

“I will.”

fragrance deeply, his fingers dexterously stripping

Dolores shivered.

her and calmed her heart, softly

sentence, he tore apart her heart that was

body was trembling

at her teary face, his eyes dark and deep, “I am not

said stiffly, “I

Matthew was speechless.

wet and yet she

softly, “If you

he was suddenly