Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

Dolores curled her lips. Her eyes were as clear as green waves and had a smile in them, "Since I've encountered such an incident, and they've been helping me, don't I have to toast them? But I'm not in a position to drink alcohol right now, so can you drink this glass of wine for me?"

As she spoke, she poured wine into the glass in front of Matthew.

Matthew glanced down at the full glass of white wine and curled his lip. It turned out that this dinner was a trap for him.

Then he smiled, still very dotingly, "I'll do as you say."

Armand blinked. It was as if he sensed an unusual atmosphere. And he couldn't help but wonder what the couple was doing. Were the two of them acting in front of them?

"Matthew, what are you..."

He couldn't help but wonder what they were planning to do.

"You must have worked very hard to deal with the social media news, so I want to thank you for that. If you don't want to accept my thanks, then you don't have to drink this glass of wine." After she got pregnant, she didn't look at her phone in the hospital except to answer calls. It was the day when one of the nurses viewed that news while the doctor was checking in. And she was watching that video and peeking at her at the same time. Then she found out the clues.

Then she made an excuse to let Coral go and watched the news on her phone.

Now that Dolores had said that, it was not appropriate for him to turn down her, so he had to lift the glass of wine. Then he still felt a little uneasy and stared at Matthew, wondering if he should drink the wine.

Dolores handed Matthew his glass. Then he looked down at her. Although he knew everything, he cooperated with her and took the glass from her hand.

The baijiu was not much milder than the red wine. After he finished the glass of wine, he felt very spicy. Because he hadn't eaten before, he was more easily drunk after drinking this degree of wine on an empty stomach.

Although Armand only drank a small glass of wine, when he finished it in one gulp, it was probably because he felt spicy, so his eyebrows were knitted together. He then used his chopsticks to pick up the food and stuffed it into his mouth to try to suppress the burning sensation.

Dolores looked at Matthew worriedly, who looked expressionless. He looked as if he had just been drinking water. Since she knew what he liked to eat, she picked up his favorite food with chopsticks and put it on his plate, "You'll have to eat something to remove the spiciness."

Matthew leaned over and whispered in her ear, "Are you worried about me?"

Dolores acted tough and whispered, "I'm not." As if to prove she was telling the truth, she filled the glass of wine in front of Matthew again.

She put the bottle down, "You should have had this one glass of wine with Abbott. He's helped you out a lot while you've been away from the office."

to do. Those are the things I'm supposed to do. It's what I'm supposed to

red. Although he looked fine, Dolores knew he must not feel well. And it would do harm to his health after he drank

him drunk, then she couldn't

give me a wedding or a ceremony. Even when I received that marriage certificate, that was still someone

Matthew drank that glass

face stretched out in a taut line. Then his Adam's apple bobbed up and down as he said in a particularly raspy

I want

woman." He held Dolores in his

three men across the table sat quietly and agreed, "We all

wine. Then he continued to fill his glass, "One drink from me does not express how sorry I am to you. I feel sorry for my mistakes and ignorance in those years. I thank

words to her, he had never forgotten about the things that she had done for

which was more than three thousand days and nights. It was not only time that had passed away,

anticipation of waiting anxiously

what his children looked

didn't know when his children had their first

his children were when they could talk. And he didn't know what the first words his children had said. And

know what it was like to hold a

wanted. Maybe those thoughts really brought up those sad stories in

He was also drunk.

he didn't say anything and didn't

felt that only when he held this soft, warm, thinking

patted him on the

neck,

Dolores' hand and pressed it to his

she whispered, "I know. We've got days ahead of us. You need to get some sleep

him upstairs?" She looked

was perfectly clear to them later. It turned out this dinner party was entirely about

did it, they