Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

Buzz...

Dolores Flores’ cell phone on the bedside table vibrated at the crack of dawn.

The lady could be seen being wrapped up and was sleeping deeply in the man's arms on the large double bed roughly in the dim light. She was sleeping on her side with her head pillowed on his arms. Her long black silky hair fell over the pillow.

Matthew Nelson slept lightly, he opened his eyes slowly. He glanced around the room and eventually fixed his gaze at the vibrating mobile phone on the bedside table.

Dolores was awakened by the buzzing phone too. She wriggled herself as she felt unpleasant about the noise and her brows were firmly knitted in a frown.

Matthew hit the answer button to avoid awakening Dolores.

Matthew had no idea who was the one calling because the number was not saved.

As the call was got through, a male voice was heard over the phone.

"Are you still serious about treating me to a meal?"

Matthew pulled out his watch and looked at the time, it was now 5:10. Why did Charles White call Dolores at such an early hour?

And why did he mention that she will treat him to a meal?

Shouldn't he check the time even if he was so eager to be treated?

“It seems like Mr. White is in the mood to have a meal," Matthew said in a serious tone.

Charles did not expect that it was Matthew who answered the phone. He was shocked for a minute and then grinned. "After some thought, I would like to enjoy breakfast with Miss Flores this morning. May I talk to Miss Flores?"

Dolores was awakened once in the night by Matthew. In fact, she couldn't sleep for a long time after seeing what happened to Lacey Ward, then she herself didn't know when she fell asleep. She seemed to hear Matthew talking as she was half-awake with her head burrowed into his arms. She felt the warmth from his body as she was still drowsy, her voice was very deep, soft and a bit hoarse, "Who is it at such an early hour?"

Matthew was about to say no.

Charles heard a faint cry and his face twitched slightly. As he thought that Dolores and Matthew were not close to each other, who knew... They truly slept together just like a normal couple.

Charles was a bit upset.

"Good girl. It is just the China Mobile Customer Service who called," Matthew gently stroked her back.

Charles was speechless.

Since when he became the mobile customer service?

"Toot Toot…"

to speak, but the phone

glanced at the hung-up phone in his hand. He wasn’t able to respond for a long time. He couldn’t believe that Matthew really hung

such a narrow-minded

were in

placed his arm around

was not awake as she had slept too late the

his head and watched her sleep softly. Dolores fell asleep on the sofa last night, and he took her back to the room where he slept, rather than the room where she slept with the two

she was too tired and could not d anything last night, it was still nice to be

He kissed her cheek.

He wanted Dolores to feel him vividly. He wanted her to feel his warmth, his sensations, his delight, his

her and closed his eyes as he was preparing to sleep

Rat-a-tat ——

was a pounding knock

Matthew was speechless.

do was nothing but just cuddling his wife and

Are

Flores awoke and found that there was nobody in the room so she went

daddy, mama is

head and opened her drowsy eyes. She looked at the door and discovered that this was not the room she had slept in the night before.

Matthew was speechless.

she get up straight

little person dressed in pyjamas with her hanging over her shoulder standing in front of her. She was clutching her favourite stuffed toy, bending her head and blinking, "Mommy,

mommy was sleeping with her in her arms last night, and when she

and looked her daughter in the eyes and said, "Last night, last

no idea how to explain it

Could it be that mommy did not sleep with her last night

sleep with me, let’s

away by her daughter before she could even

came and rubbed his eyes as he saw the

bed was too small for all of them so Matthew was driven out of the room. But then why

like he understood everything. He smiled politely, "Good morning, young Mrs.

realized that

Armand," Simona

over and stretched out to stroke her lovely tiny cheeks, but Matthew’s enraged expression flashed across his memory, and his hand shrank for a time. He

else was not allowed to touch Simona’s face, according to

Dolores after greeting

smile as she scooped up her kid and returned

against the door frame and looked at the guy who was holding the blanket as he

get