Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

“Do you want me to take her back for interrogation?” To find any clue about Dolores, Boyce was afraid he was going to have to question her.

Matthew closed his eyes, looking a bit tired, “No need.”

This woman was still useful for him to keep.

Boyce knew that he had a plan so he didn’t say much about this matter, “This is obviously a huge conspiracy. First, Beulah, Maria and then this fake Ms. Flores came to you. They did so much, just for this fake Ms. Flores to come to you? How is this beneficial for Maria?”

Matthew opened his eyes quickly. What had happened during this period of time quickly converged in is head. Beulah’s death wasn’t necessarily directly connected to Maria, but because of Annabelle she had been willing to die herself. She had never had freedom, so it was better for her to help her daughter succeed.

So, what was the benefit to Maria?

She was not the kind of person who did things for others for nothing in return.

Why would she help Annabelle, not even hesitating to get into danger?

The relationship between her and the Herbert family was not good. The only one from the Herbert family who had a good relationship with her was Sampson, but he had already gone to…

“This is not good.” Matthew stood up suddenly.

Unable to keep up with his thoughts, Boyce asked, “What is the matter?”

“I am afraid Sampson is no longer in there.” He stepped forward and walked towards the door.

Boyce quickly followed behind him, “How is it possible that he is not in jail? It is not that he can easily escape…” At this point, he realized that something was wrong, “Could it be the Herbert family was not true to their word?”

Matthew glanced at him. This may not have anything to do with the Herbert family but to do with Maria.

The door opened and on the other side Abbott was holding Samuel and standing with his hand raised about to knock.

Matthew stopped and looked at Samuel in Abbotts arms, his Adam’s apple bobbed up and down.

“Where is my Mommy?” Samuel looked at him.

Originally, Matthew had planned to have Samuel meet the pretend Dolores to make him feel at ease. But now, he couldn’t accept the idea od him calling that woman ‘Mommy’.

With trembling fingers, he raised his hand and touched him on the cheek gently, “You are a man, you should behave like one.”

Samuel’s expressions were tense.

Obviously, what Matthew had just said was a bad omen.

Mommy is missing.” He took Samuel in his arms, “Should we go

he didn’t say anything else. His eyes were red and he was still trying his best to keep his tears from falling. His voice was extremely hoarse as he said, “I am a man, I won’t cry. I want to find

the little guy’s head into his embrace.

was very well-behaved. He quietly pressed himself close to his heart, listening to his

Matthew’s collar tightly and said firmly,

softly in

a deep voice, “Keep

that he

looked dumbfounded. What woman?

Boyce passed by him, he made the long story short, “Ms. Flores is missing. The one inside is fake. She is still useful so don’t let her know

Abbott, “…”

What?

had come in her place? What

to him. He patted Abbott on the shoulder, followed after

gave his subordinate a call

news came that Sampson had been replaced. The one in the jail was not him, but

Matthew in the back seat through the

do we do

see Maria.” Matthew’s voice was low and deep, as if each syllable

and drove faster.

“You play

he was going to do, but he knew that the place

hand, “Let me take you to my

and

Nelson.” Nick

Boyce’s subordinate, he had

Nick led

building where he came at night, through the corridor to the

no one will bother you. I will wait outside.”

response and walked towards the room. At the end of the corridor, there was a strong wall with a small window

pushed open the door of the room. There was no window in the small square room. On the ceiling, there was a white energy saving bulb and an interrogation

that she was wearing when they had caught her that night. The pajamas were torn and crooked, exposing large areas

dried bloodstains on the corners of her mouth and on her clothes. The wounds on her head and the corners of her mouth had not been cleaned and had

at Matthew with a

closed the door, stepped calmly and steadily to stand in front of

smiled, “What are

was fishy. By this time, he should have found ‘Dolores’, why was he coming

be playing kiss me hug me with Dolores right now? What made