Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

Dolores could understand Matthew’s intention quickly.

“Do I then have to go out alone to entice him to show up?”

“No.”

Matthew would not let Dolores take this risk. Despite the fact that he was confident of success on the first try, he couldn’t, however, use Dolores as bait.

“I will find another person to replace you…”

“Do you think Sampson is a moron?” Dolores interrupted him, “We’ve known each other for too long. He knows too much about me. Even if you can find someone who looks like me, you may not be able to fool him also.”

She would be worried if Sampson was not caught. He was a ticking time bomb, and no one knew when he was going to blow out.

She wanted to settle Sampson’s case as soon as possible for the sake of her two children and her own safety.

“Let me do it.” She looked at Matthew very seriously. She was aware of his concerns, but she was willing to put her trust in him, believing that he would be able to protect her.

When Dolores noticed Matthew hesitating, she said purposely, “Are you not confident of yourself?”

Matthew looked at her for a while and said in a low tone, “Don’t incite me. Even if I’m well prepared, there will always be an unpredictable accident. I can’t put you in danger.”

Dolores leaned into his arms, “I believe in you. His presence causes me undue anxiety and fear.”

Matthew leaned back, and his face was hidden in the dark. His expression at this moment couldn’t be clearly seen. Dolores didn’t say anything, just lay on his chest to allow him to digest the situation.

After a good while, he suddenly said, “You sleep for a little longer.”

Dolores slept very little these two days. So, she was sleepy until she fell asleep while sitting just now. The period that she was asleep just now was short as well. She knew that Matthew had to go out and find Boyce to set things up, so she lay down obediently.

Matthew put the blanket over Dolores, “I’ll be back soon.”

“Okay.” Dolores was no longer sleepy. But in order to let Matthew leave without any worry, she pretended to sleep with her eyes closed.

Matthew left the room after Dolores had slept soundly. But he had no idea that as soon as he left, Dolores, who had been sleeping, opened her eyes. Dolores had been sleepy, but after knowing Matthew’s plan, she was no longer sleepy.

She sat up straight and walked to the window with her body wrapped in the blanket. She could feel the bitingly cold wind outside through the window.

Sough, sough, the tip of the tree was swaying.

“Knock, knock…”

knocked. Dolores settled her mind and said

She hesitated for a while, unsure of how

she apparently had something to say to

in, quickly.

it was true that every newlywed woman experienced this kind

the sofa opposite to her. She had no

any relevant experience to share with you. I just want to say that fate brought you together. You have to appreciate one

her head and

you Lola like before.” Armand was a close friend of Matthew and called her Dolores, but she didn’t want to change how she called Dolores

could be the same as they had

Dolores smiled, “Sure.”

a big deal. It didn’t matter how they

came in.

stood up quickly,

“Sit. Sit.” She thought

Rubik’s cube. Simona threw herself into Dolores’ hug. She lay in Dolores’ arms lazily, not sure if

we’re a family from now on.

her lips and lowered her head shyly,

Maybe because Elizabeth was in a good mood, she seemed energetic. She patted the back of Theresa’s hand

Armand would be the same as before,

that this time was

will be doing well. Can

“Please say, grandma.”

what happens in the future, you will not leave Armand

couldn’t tell why. To put Elizabeth at ease, Theresa answered solemnly,

broad smile. She felt at ease

alone at night. The weather in December was bitingly cold,

the wind stung on one’s

up

possible and went back to City B. This was the first Chinese New Year since Dolores’ return. He didn’t want

about as well. This problem, which was not solved, made her worried

to quarrel with Matthew in order to get Sampson. She went out at night and sat

Sampson, Theresa went out and advised her, “Lola, there is no couple who does not quarrel. I think Mr. Nelson is a good man. Don’t be mad at him anymore. For