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.”

“Who did you drink

he said, “No

smiled but

smile, Matthew asked, “Why the

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

pressed his forehead on to hers,

door of the

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

placed her on a large soft bed. Her body sank down in the mattress as he leaned on top of her, his arms propped on

down at

uneasy and

not

me.”

his chest through

was stiff and dared

that he would lose his

into her body. He buried

heat of his breath shattered her into a million pieces, making her feel numb and itchy

She was really nervous.

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

talking about.” Dolores pretended to be calm, but her hand was

between his teeth, biting on it. Dolores

what I am doing.” He spelled every word clearly, especially the word

was playing with her earlobe, “I let you to stay here with the children.

heart trembled

become very dependent on him in such a short amount of

especially her sentence ‘I am a child without a

slid down the corners of her eyes down her temples, getting lost in

in a hoarse voice, “You keep your

“I will.”

fingers dexterously stripping her of

Dolores shivered.

heart, softly soothing her, “Don’t

her heart

was

on his shirt, soaking it. Matthew looked down at her teary face, his eyes dark and deep, “I am not

and said stiffly, “I didn’t

Matthew was speechless.

was all wet and yet she was

her tears and said softly, “If you are unwilling,

sentence, he was