Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

“Who is there?” Sampson didn’t want to open the door, because he wasn’t sure who was knocking on the door.

Dolores gazed at the door. Her heart hammered. She wondered if Matthew had tracked them here.

She was full of expectant.

The person outside the door was quite determined. He pounded at the door again with loud bangs, “Open the door now! Or we’ll break in!”

Sampson seemed to realize who was outside the door. He cursed in a low voice, “How come there are anti-pornography officers?”

He turned around and tucked Dolores into the quilt. He said, “No matter who will enter the door, you can’t utter any sound.”

Dolores heard his curse just now, so she roughly knew that it wasn’t Matthew outside.

In fact, she doubted if Matthew would come to find her.

She had so much uncertainty about him.

After all, they had parted from each other for such a long time.

However, she still had a ray of hope, hoping and expecting his rescue.

Since she wasn’t sure if she could escape successfully right now, she wouldn’t expose her intention to Sampson. She obediently nodded in agreement, “I won’t.”

“Good girl.” Sampson rubbed her head. Then he turned around and opened the door. When the door was open, people outside broke in aggressively. Then an undercover cop walked in with a solemn look, “You two...”

“Excuse me, Officer. Please don’t misunderstand. We’re not in an improper relationship. The girl on the bed is my girlfriend. She doesn’t feel well, and she’s mute.” As he spoke, Sampson pulled out his ID with a pile of cash under it, roughly twenty thousand in total. He handed all of them to the officer and said, “Here is my ID.”

The policeman took over the ID and rubbed secretly to know how much was under it. He put all of them into his pocket expressionlessly. Then he took a perfunctory glance at the ID and said to other policemen, “All right. They are not.”

They left the narrow room one after another. The lead also gave them a kindly reminder before going out, “You’d better not stay in such a kind of hotel in the future. It’s unsafe and your relationship would be easily misunderstood.”

and nodded, “Yes, Sir. I got

his voice and whispered to Sampson, “I know you are not a hooker with

No matter how rich and powerful he was, he couldn’t compete with a

room and closed the door. He said,

the bed was missing. The bedhead was next to the window, which was open now. His expression changed and rushed over. Then he peered

the officer said, almost all guests checked in such a kind of hotel were involved in pornography, so those officers always had sudden inspections. For the guests to escape, such type

Dolores made it to get downstairs by stepping on the roof, the room was still distant from the ground. She twisted

her figure and

as if she had heard the urge of death. She ignored the pain in her ankle and only wished that

Sampson would definitely know that she

her, and she could imagine what he would do to her after he caught

and ran fast

let

kinds of lanes in this neighborhood. Occasionally, there was a barbecue stall on the

into a small lane, which was quite dark. Nothing could be seen. She dared not to stop. Reaching out and waving her hands in front of her, she tried

can’t run away!” There was a flashlight. She heard Sampson’s

close

stabbed into her foot. Since she had been tied up by Sampson, she didn’t wear shoes. She was running barefoot, which was beneficial in that she wouldn’t make any sounds when running, but the shortage was that her feet would be stabbed by anything

know what had been stabbed into

of the lane but didn’t dare to slow

saw the light. She rushed over, trying to stop it, but

As Sampson’s footsteps were approaching her closer and closer, she looked around

Lola?” His voice had become closer. She even saw the flashlight

how she wished that there

could only rely on herself to get

up. Despite the pains, she kept

road after she ran out of the lane. There was a street lamp not far from here, under which it