Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

Dolores didn’t close the door of her room. She had drawn a lot of drafts, feeling tired. Hence, she lay prone on the desk for a rest. Unconsciously, she fell asleep.

Charles slightly quieted down his movements to operate the wheelchair. When he arrived closer to the bed, he found that Dolores was napping. Reaching out, he picked up a draft on the tray table. The strokes on the paper were delicate and fluent. He could see that it was just a sketch, but her conception and design could make him understand at a glance what she wanted to express.

He could tell that she was quite professional.

Looking up at her, he wondered if she was a fashion designer.

“Young Master, she’s a fashion designer.” Amelia stepped in. Seeing that he was looking at Dolores’s draft, she moved closer to take a look. Sure enough, Dolores didn’t lie. Otherwise, how could she be able to draw such a stunning sketch at random?

Charles looked a bit annoyed as if it was because Amelia was speaking too loudly.

Immediately, Amelia lowered her head, pressing her lips in the grievance. She didn’t mean to wake up Dolores. She explained it to him by instinct when seeing that he was looking that the drafts.

“Amelia, you can’t be so restless in the future.”

Amelia lowered her head. “I got it, Young Master.”

“Hmm-”

In her nap, Dolores faintly heard someone speaking. Frowning deeply, she gradually opened her eyes.

“Did we wake you up?” Charles looked at the sleepy woman who just woke up.

Dolores raised her hands to rub her eyes. As soon as she did it, she found her arms were numb. “Hiss...” she didn’t feel comfortable.

“What happened? Did your arms become numb?” Charles reached out. “Is it this arm? Let me rub it for you.”

Dolores suddenly withdrew her arm that he gripped. Waving, she refused, “No, thanks. I can rub it myself.”

As she spoke, she kept rubbing the numb arm with strength so that it could recover as soon as possible.

Charles withdrew his hand without changing his expression. He wasn’t angry because Dolores was hiding from him. Instead, he asked, “Do you like it?”

Dolores didn’t get what he meant first.

When seeing the fish tank installed beside the bedhead, she understood what he was referring to. She nodded perfunctorily. “They are quite rare.”

Charles put down the draft on the tray table. When withdrawing his hand, he said, “As long as they could amuse you, they are quite lucky.”

Dolores lowered her head and pretended that she hadn’t heard what he said. She put away the drafts. “I just drew them at random.”

“Well, you are quite good at it. I guess you must be a well-known fashion designer,” although he sounded like asking her, he said quite affirmatively.

“Not really.” Dolores didn’t want to expose too much of her information to the man. She didn’t know anything about this man who looked gentle and kind.

After all, he shouldn’t be a simple man since he could act the tyrant in a locality.

“I believe what I’ve seen.” Charles was quite confident.

Dolores put the drafts upside down on the tray table. Obviously, she didn’t want to continue talking about this subject.

Charles was quite smart and sensible. He changed the subject immediately. “You must feel quite bore for staying in the house all the time.”

Dolores shook her head. “It’s alright.”

you around?” Charles

a faint smile on his

could get familiar with the environment if

couldn’t walk because of the injured foot. She didn’t want to be a cripple. She expected that her foot would recover soon and she could go home as soon

up.”

Flores, please allow me to help you.” Amelia immediately came to help Dolores up, afraid that she would agree to take Charles’s arm. “I can walk. Ms. Flores, it’s more convenient in

Amelia’s purpose - she didn’t want Dolores to

Hence, she took Amelia’s arm. “Okay. Amelia, please

anything. Then he

Dolores. “Let’s go to my study

both on the first floor, not far away from the room that Dolores was staying

“Put her on the chair. You may leave

to send

down on a chair and left the room. Before closing the door, she cast

tell her not to worry

way, Amelia could rest

she couldn’t speak out those words in Charles’s presence, so Dolores

the door of the study was closed, Charles moved to the desk and

went to a fashion design college, which required drawing skills.

quite smart, and he could lead her to

smiled. “Do you

read. Occasionally, she would read books relevant

was meaningful. “I can’t walk and I don’t

well, Dolores still could sense the disappointment

all, everyone would care if he

on the bookshelves behind the desk. The bookshelves were made of red sandalwood. They fully occupied the whole wall, covered with rows of books. Dolores

is my favorite.” Charles pulled out a book from the bottom row. It had a blue cover and was a thick book. He handed it over to Dolores. While doing so, he carelessly

in the frame. However, with a single glimpse, she couldn’t move her gaze

It was Victoria Forbis.

Matthew’s stepmother.

would have appeared on

the relationship between

mind was in a mess and she couldn’t figure anything out

face. Sure enough, as soon as she saw the woman in the photo, her

picked up the frame and looked at the woman in the photo. She was wearing this jade bracelet in

reaction, Charles had

is she?”

She felt extremely weird.

Victoria’s photo

book. “You can read this one when you

avoided the

Dolores to see what she would react when seeing the photo so to confirm his guess, he didn’t

cast him a glance. She sensed that he treated her so well

you like my recommendation?” Charles’s hand didn’t withdraw. He was still holding

for being polite. “Thank

put back. Then she looked at Charles. “Amelia told me you are the only

slightly changed. Then he looked normal again. With a faint smile, he said,

simple and neat. He didn’t say