Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

Dolores Flores blushed when she inexplicably heard something charming. She deliberately changed the topic, “Are we going to bring the both of them over?”

“Mhm.”

“Then I’ll go change their clothes,” Dolores turned around and went downstairs. It was as if she was running away from him.

After she changed the children’s clothes, Dolores tied Simona Flores’ hair. The little girl’s hair was a bit wavy. If she didn’t tie it up, it would look frizzy. After she tied it up in a ponytail, she looked prettier with a full forehead. Her little face was extremely sophisticated. She looked more like Matthew Nelson now that she had grown older. The outlines of her tiny face were extremely clear and sharp.

After she tied her daughter’s hair, Dolores let her wear a Chinese cotton-padded jacket. Victoria Forbis prepared it for her for the new year. The red color looked extremely festive. The combination of Chinese and modern craftsmanship was unique. The Chinese knot buttons slanted across the placket, and a flawless round white jade pendant hung on the first Chinese knot button. A Chinese knot with tassels was wrapped in the middle of it. It looked extremely exquisite.

Simona looked like a doll after she put it on. Her skin was like porcelain, and her eyes were big, bright, and lively.

Samuel Flores’ clothes were also prepared by Victoria. However, it was exactly opposite to Simona’s. His clothes had trendy elements for a gentleman.

He wore a beige wool sweater with a white shirt inside. He also wore a small suit and trousers with a dark coat on the outside. He looked like a western gentleman.

“Where are we going, mommy?” Samuel stood in front of the mirror to see what else was wrong with him.

“We’re probably going to meet someone,” Dolores was also not sure that he would bring her to see Jeffery Harris since Matthew didn’t say anything.

Samuel blinked and looked at Dolores, “Mommy.”

“Hmm?”

Dolores picked her daughter off the bed. She already wore her leggings, so she just needed to wear her shoes later.

“Will grandma come celebrate the new year with us this year?” Samuel asked.

He grew up in an environment where Jessica Lennon and Dolores were the only ones at home since he was a child. It had been a long time since he had seen Jessica, so he missed her a little bit.

“Yeah, mommy. How about grandma?” Simona stood beside Dolores’ legs and pulled the edge of her shirt.

Up until now, she still couldn’t understand why Jessica

Dolores held the two children’s hands and deliberately said,

Jessica. She could only avoid it since she wasn’t

coat

we going

to look at the time and faintly grunted in

on,” Dolores took the two children and walked to the entryway to help them wear

from the clothes rack. He waited until she finished helping the kids wear their shoes and gestured her

collar close together. When

friendly toward Victoria. If she wasn’t protected by Jayden, no one would know how hard Jeffery would make

that this belonged to Victoria, he

two families rarely contacted each other after Jolene Harris died, but the Harris

didn’t want Dolores and the Harris family to settle unhappily just because of Victoria’s

casually

in the end, he

through it. They must not have a good relationship, or else Matthew wouldn’t remind her of such a

took a deep breath. She felt a

was cold outside. Matthew held Simona in his arms and pressed her head under the coat

car, and Matthew put the little girl inside the car. Samuel didn’t want to be held, so he climbed inside

steadily reversed out of the garage and drove into the

over outside. Even the sun in

minutes, the car

to open the door of the car. Matthew went down of the car first and picked his daughter up, then Dolores and

could still feel that this house had been around for some years

old, but the people who could live here were of high

his rank. This house was distributed by the heads during Terrell Harris’ time. Jeffery took it over after he died. Although his rank wasn’t as high as Terrell’s, his rank now wasn’t low either. Additionally, it was an old house from his father’s generation, so the heads didn’t ask him to move

high-rise buildings here, the people who could live here had

to ring the doorbell, and someone quickly came to