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.”

lowered her eyes, “Who did

Maria so he said, “No one you

but said

care-free smile, Matthew asked,

said half-truthfully, “You are a married man, don’t mess

his forehead on to hers, “Then

of the upstairs room

light in the bedroom was very dim and there are shadows everywhere. Compared to the room downstairs, this one was deep and dark. The main color theme was of black and gray,

the mattress as

down at

little uneasy and she turned her head

held her chin, not allowing

at me.”

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

What are you…?” Dolores was stiff and dared not to

that he would

he leaned into her body, pressing close into her body. He buried

her into a million pieces, making her

She was really nervous.

also forbearing, “I have done so

be calm, but

teeth, biting on it. Dolores pushed him

doing.” He spelled every

his tongue was playing with her earlobe, “I let you to stay here with

heart trembled

like him very much and had become very dependent on

with that much sadness before, especially her sentence ‘I am

her eyes down

hoarse voice, “You keep

“I will.”

her fragrance deeply, his fingers dexterously stripping

Dolores shivered.

her and calmed her heart, softly soothing her,

her heart that was

was trembling

on his shirt, soaking it. Matthew looked down at her teary face, his eyes dark and

sniffed and said stiffly,

Matthew was speechless.

was all wet and yet she

tears and said softly, “If

sentence, he was suddenly kissed