Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

Matthew's face was engulfed in a halo which was sometimes bright and sometimes dark, the fire of desire was not fading but growing instead.

"I got it." Dolores let out something that was unrelated.

"What do you know?" Matthew said, frowning.

"Sampson Hebert is aware of it as well; she was the one who sent me the message to catch me out." She stated this on purpose to distract Matthew’s attention.

Of course, Sampson understood that everything at that time was made up by her.

Sampson’s face looked serious as he thought about this woman.

Dolores remained still and sought to get out from beneath him, but Matthew pressed on her shoulder and it was only then that he realized she was doing it on purpose.

The lust in his eyes was about to overflow like water meanwhile he said, “I’m not young anymore, how long are you going to keep me waiting.”

"I've heard that sex is the best way to express love," he whispered as his body bent lower and flirted beside her ear.

Boom!

Dolores' mind went blank for a time. She couldn't believe he was saying such words.

How could he be so shameless?

"You are not good-looking, but how can I be so eager to get you?" Mathew pinched her face. Her face was squeezed and was examined from side to side. His eyes brimmed with a powerful trace of a smile, "You say you're not good-looking, how can I be so eager to get you?"

"If I am not good-looking, do you still want to...?" Dolores quickly closed her mouth; you still wanted to sleep with me almost out of her mouth.

She was flushed. She was so shy that she couldn’t face him.

It was very embarrassing.

Especially she was in front of him.

Matthew grinned and asked, knowingly, "What else do I want to do?"

"Get up, I'm starving." Dolores attempted to flee.

"I feed you, isn't that good?" Matthew's face straightened, he bent his head and kissed her lips.

"..." Dolores was speechless.

Knock, knock!

Dolores’ eyes widened as she heard a tap on the door. This person had arrived at the right time as she was looking for an explanation.

"Open the door quickly." Dolores pressed against him.

Matthew didn't move, and his face wasn't as brisk as it had been.

Who arrived at such an inconvenient time?

"Dad," says the knock.

 the

 Dolores’ voice was

 her and was irritated that

 you there, Daddy?"

reluctantly

 call her, despite the fact that she was the one who gave birth to her, and had raised

 and rubbed her nose, "Are

 lowered her head to knot the lacing on her

father and daughter, blood

 natural that they were close because

the door. Simona had no idea Dolores had returned,

a long time, I miss you so much," she said and her

flung herself into her arms with her arms wrapping around her

 will hide again since she can't

the door, Matthew had been in the home all day with Dolores, they should have finished all that they wanted to say

 he took it upon himself to bring the two kids over without telling them that he had located Dolores

to the toilet as Simona knocked on the

 held her daughter's face. It seemed like she had gained weight

 time, and how come I

 Only then did she notice Samuel standing at the door, his thin tiny body stood up straight, his hands locked into fists at

had lost weight and had the same angular

out to her

 neck stretched, "Where had you gone for so long? Do you realize

 for words as she stretched

 said, "Mommy did not do anything wrong, it's my fault, I didn't take care of Mommy, I'm the

 head into her arms. He was still a youngster,

 felt was only the sourness flowing out

reached out

 thoughtful, especially the son, who

 Simona pushed her head out of Dolores’

Matthew agreed gently.

 spoke these words, despite the fact that he was upset about what this father had done in the past, but this time he was the one who

to express his gratitude towards

 Boyce was standing at the entrance.

 a father and had

 reserved a room below as a celebration for Miss Flores' safe

standing up and bowing towards Boyce, holding her son and daughter's hands. "Thank you for assisting me in taking good care of them while

 a step back. He didn’t

I are friends, this is what

 to Matthew as

 focused on the two children and Dolores. He was not free to glance at

 glanced down awkwardly and

 he feel so

 hand and said, "Mommy,

 kid, wondering why

 let's go." With a grin, Boyce

was used to being carried in the

 daughter, and despite her imaged feet, she leaned down and