Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

With a muffled “thump” sound, Sampson Herbert’s eyes widened, and he slowly turned around. In the darkness, there was a tall figure shrouded by the streetlights. His coat fluttered wildly in the wind. He stood still as if his feet were nailed on the ground. No matter how hard the wind blew, he didn’t falter. He held a gun in his hand and looked arrogant.

Sampson’s eyes getting wider and more hideous. The corner of his mouth kept twitching, “You, you…”

Without the strength to support, his legs went limp, and he fell to his knees.

Dolores Flores saw him collapse in front of her.

She breathed a sigh of relief, and her body swayed in the wind. When she got back her senses, she untied the belt that bound her hands. Then, she immediately went to hug Elizabeth who had been thrown on the ground, “Mrs. Bernie.”

Dolores went to check if she was still breathing. She was still alive.

“Grandma.” Armand Bernie rushed over. Dolores used her last strength to say, “Hurry up, get Mrs. Bernie to the hospital.”

Armand glanced at her. He carried Elizabeth to the car. He was worried about her, and he snapped at the bodyguards,” Hurry up!”

When Dolores was trying to get herself up from the ground with one hand, someone suddenly clutched her wrist. She could see a pair of polished leather shoes. As she gradually moved her gaze upward, she saw a pair of slender legs and a chiseled face.

Matthew Nelson gently held her up. Dolores was lifted up and instantly fell into a strong, warm chest. She raised her head. The wind was strong, and her long hair fluttered in the wind.

Matthew stroked a strand of hair from her forehead and placed it behind her ear.

Luckily, she overcame it. She smiled. Her eyes was beautiful, they looked so clear and pure, “It’s all right, you came in the nick of time.”

His expression remained rigid after her words and became stiffer. He grabbed her over to him and Dolores crashed into his arms.

Dolores had a vague sense that he was frustrated. As she tried to speak, she saw two bodyguards approaching, who were carrying Sampson and then throwing him into the car.

Dolores had never seen Matthew look so violent. Her voice was a bit low. Instead of asking why he had a gun, she asked a question she was more concerned about, “Will he die?”

Sampson was wrong and should be punished, but Matthew couldn’t punish him privately.

If Sampson died, Matthew would be against the law as well.

When Matthew saw Sampson was choking her neck, Matthew had lost his mind. He usually would deal with a

sighed and wondered

the initiative to wrap her arms around his

bodyguard opened the car door respectfully. He held her in his

door was

on the way as if they had their own

scene, while Matthew was still blaming himself. If he had come late, would

was now in the hospital and her situation was not yet known. As Armand’s wife, Theresa should have

my fault.” Boyce Shawn

had watched over Elizabeth, such

he didn’t expect that Sampson was carrying a bomb with him and had

an accident,”

As Boyce just about to leave, he seemed to think of something,

was equipped with a

the gun Matthew

gun. If he lost it, he would be

from his waist and gave it back to Boyce. Then,

mood. Boyce wanted to

and shook her head at him, “He’s probably in a bad mood. You

Boyce nodded.

and entered the house. She took off the coat she was wearing and hung it on the coat rack. Matthew didn’t take off his coat and he went to hug

He put down Simona, shook his shoulders and the coat slipped off. Dolores took it, then she walked over to hang it on the

been?” Simona asked

little nose, “Daddy was out

a muffled voice, “I thought you were out on a date with mommy. Can you take me out with you next time you go out? I’m bored staying in

“It’ll need to wait

gone back

had been sent to the hospital and her condition was unknown.

time with me?” She pouted and said, “I