Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

Matthew Nelson left the coffee shop at around 10 o’clock. At this time, the coffee shop was near its closing already, so he couldn’t continue to stay inside.

Boyce Shawn and Armand Bernie had probably never seen Matthew so pitiful like this. He had to make himself look like a beggar just so he could see Dolores Flores. He didn’t even have a place to stay.

He went back to the gate of the residence to wait for his son’s message. However, he saw Oscar Adams walk out of the residence instead.

Oscar talked to Dolores about the exhibition, so he came out a little late. He walked over and passed him the access card without saying anything, “You can’t get in without this.”

Matthew didn’t hesitate. He reached his arm out and took it over, “Thanks.”

Oscar thought for a while, “Do you want to take a bath at my place?”

“No, I still have to go back tomorrow,” Abbott Baron gave him a phone call and said that Boyce got into trouble.

He didn’t clearly hear what happened at that time. He only heard Amanda Nelson’s voice, then he hung up. Abbott probably thought that he heard it already, so he didn’t call again.

If it was just a minor matter, Abbott would probably not tell him. So, he needed to go back after seeing Dolores.

Oscar smiled and handed him a business card he took out from his pocket, “If there’s anything that you need my help in, you can look for me. I’m very familiar with city C.”

“How are you related to Stanley Lennon?” Matthew asked as he took it from him.

Oscar was stunned for a moment. It had been a long time since someone directly mentioned Stanley in front of him. The smile on his face disappeared, and he became serious, “I was wild and mischievous when I was young. My hands were almost chopped off by someone. He was the one who saved me, so I always followed him afterwards. Then, he…so I helped him watch JK over.”

After he finished talking, he looked at Matthew, “You must be that person Jolene Harris arranged for Lola.”

He used a declarative sentence and not an interrogative one.

At that time, Jolene didn’t allow him to go and find Dolores. She said that she already arranged everything for her. Although Jolene didn’t directly say it, he knew deep inside that this must be the case since Nelson was the surname of both Dolores’ children.

This was also the surname of the family of Jolene’s husband at that time.

hard to guess the situation based from

to him due to someone’s arrangement and certainly

type of harm. It was physically and emotionally hurtful to Dolores since she was used by her mother as leverage to pay for her sins. For him, it

feelings between Dolores and him. He liked her.

was as if he realized that what he said sounded bad. No one

silently groaned

on after Oscar left. He received Andrew Nelson’s phone call when it was almost one o’clock. He

agreement with his son. His son would call him after Dolores fell asleep. However, he couldn’t help but frown after glancing at the time. She went to sleep when it

didn’t have time to worry about this problem right now. Instead, he used the access card Oscar gave him to successfully enter

as a crack shone through. He opened it with just a gentle push. Andrew wore summer pajamas and slippers on his feet as he

off inside, but the curtains weren’t drawn aside. So the light that entered at an angle from the outside was enough for him

gave him a pair of slippers and instructed,

usually go to bed this late?” He softly asked as

late anyway. Sometimes it’s because of work. Sometimes…I also don’t know why she couldn’t fall asleep. In

talking, he walked towards Dolores’ room and spoke

head as he stood at

now,” He yawned. He was so sleepy. He had never slept this late before. He already did his best for this pair

Dolores’ room. He arrived with just a few steps and closed the door after he entered the room.

it was the noisy streets or the crowded residence, everything was quiet at this time. The noise during the

and gently

on in the room, and a layer of white tulle was draped

air conditioner wasn’t turned on either. The windows were open, and the gentle breeze of wind blew the tulle curtain up from time to time. He walked

put in the middle. Under the dim light, he could only see a

else covered her. Her bare skin glowed

and the woman on the bed seemed to not notice. She slept on the side of her head, and half of her face sunk into the

of long hair covered the other half of her face, so he reached his arm out to move them away from covering her

was finally revealed, and her outlines

felt bad for

how wonderful would it be for time to stop and just spend a lifetime silently watching over her like