Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

The phone was not hung up but no one spoke.

Seemingly separated by distance, they spoke to each other silently about their hard feelings.

Dolores could not stand it any longer and ruthlessly hung up the call. She clutched the phone tightly and pressed it against her heart. She desperately restrained herself but was unable to suppress her sob. Her sob was more and more suffering.

The two children who had fallen asleep seemed to be disturbed by Dolores. They opened their eyes in a daze and saw Dolores crying. Simona rubbed her eyes and reached out her hand to help her to wipe her tears away, “Mum, are you crying?”

Looking at her daughter, she wiped her tears away and tugged her dry lips, “There’s sand in my eyes. I’m not crying.”

The little girl blinked, where did the sand come from in the car? There was not even a breeze, even if there was, how could it get into her eyes?

“Simona will help mummy to rub.” She reached out her little fleshy hands and gently rubbed her eyes.

On the other hand, Samuel was mature. He seemed to know why his mother was crying but he did not comfort her.

He just looked out of the window alone and sighed.

At night, the car arrived in city C. Dolores paid and got down the car. She took the two children to stay at the hotel. Although it was very late, the hotel still offered food. Dolores called the receptionist and asked for some food. She did not have much appetite, but for the sake of the child in her uterus, she had to eat. The two children were also hungry.

Since she did not bring anything with her and it was night time, she washed up the children and asked them to sleep after eating.

The two children were tired from the car ride and comfortable from the bath, so they soon fell asleep in her arms. However, she did not feel like sleeping.

Through the thin curtain, she could see the city light. It was twinkling, like a bustling urban scene.

The uncertainty of being new to the city and the longing for that person made it a sleepless night for her. She had a lot of thoughts that could not be calmed in her mind.

In the same way, in that villa in another city, the lights were not on in the master bedroom on the first floor. The house was dimly lit. Vaguely, a figure standing in front of the window could be seen. The air around him was cold. He was the only one left in the world. He was lonely.

was because he tapped on his phone screen. He lowered his eyes to read the text message sent by Dolores. His gaze fixed on the sentence ‘Even though I had just left, I already missed you like crazy. Mathew, I love you. I love you very

the light, a dim light shadow was refracted. It was vaguely

not be controlled, “I miss you too, I miss you so much that I am going

night was a long one. Although they were not in the same city, they had the same state of mind.

She washed her face, brushed her teeth and dressed herself. The two children were still sleeping. She went to

Her long chestnut hair was cleanly pulled back behind her head. Hearing Dolores’ enquiry about JK Group, she looked at

and had done a lot of charity work. It had a very good reputation in the

my relatives works there but I don’t know how to

inside, but she

stayed in last night with

taxi, you just tell the driver that you want to go to JK Group. The driver can bring you there straight. Are the two kids yesterday your children?” The receptionist could not hold her curiosity and asked. It was because she looked young but the two

nodded, “Yes, they are my

pretty looking, you look young too, I can’t believe that you have such

her too. After saying thank you, she said, “Please ask someone

“Alright.”

afraid that the two children

her room, the two children were still sleeping soundly, with no sign of waking up. She walked in and gently patted her

was almost seven o’clock now. It would take an hour or two to wake up, wash up, have

Samuel’s eyes and brows were crumpled as if he did not sleep well, he rubbed his

wake up. She buried her head into the blanket, “I don’t want to wake up, I’m

little girl’s voice was warm and sticky, with a little bit of

stroked her head, “If you’re not

her eyes and thought for a moment, “You had heard wrongly, no one’s

one who just spoke?” Dolores just played

“It isn’t a person.”

Dolores was speechless.