Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

Amanda, who was nestling in his arms, moved and asked, “Daddy, when can we see mommy?”

Matthew looked down at his daughter and patted her back, “Sleep for a while. You’ll see her when you wake up.”

If they set off now, they should be able to reach city C before it got dark.

The car quickly drove past the two figures by the river.

When Matthew looked out of the window, he had already passed the part of the road and missed Dolores.

And Dolores, standing by the river, was completely unaware of the passing of her son, daughter and Matthew behind her.

She was just shocked that Charles had married only for the sake of his career.

She couldn’t agree with such a course of action.

“The woman you’re marrying is someone who will be with you for the rest of your life. How can you just want someone’s family to be good?”

“Then what should I be looking for?” Charles tilted his head to look at her.

“At least some good feelings for her. Otherwise, if the girl who marries you knows that you are only doing it for your career, she might hate you in the future.”

Marriage was a second birth for a woman. She didn’t have the opportunity to choose what kind of family she was born into and what parents she had for her first half-life.

But, it was possible to choose a husband, to decide what kind of person to spend the rest of her life with.

Charles was clearly taking advantage of someone else.

“I’d like to, but how can I control my heart too?” He smiled and asked, “Do you have a good way? Can you teach me?”

Dolores avoided his gaze, “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

In particular, Charles actually wanted to say that it was the same as anyone else if it wasn’t Dolores.

“You’re pretty today.” His gaze fell on Dolores’s dress, a pink V-neck dress, with the knee-length silk skirt wrapping around her slender body and fine legs. The beaded flowers made out of tiny pearls embroidered on the skirt and the slight bulge on her belly made the elegant and graceful dress looked even more gorgeous.

Perhaps it was a woman who had become a mother that could give off this kind of warm and soft feeling in her body.

Dolores smiled politely and didn’t reply.

She felt whatever she said could be answered by Charles with something she couldn’t answer.

she just didn’t open her

As the sun got higher and higher, the cool shadows

your big day. You should have a lot of things to do. It’s

called Tom, and they left the

the highway, received a message from Theresa. There wasn’t

the file bag. She was utterly not well after reading it, and she understood why Dolores seemed so

did. She only wanted to

that Dolores

experienced betrayal and knew what it

was. He had never even met the woman in the photo, but how could there be

Theresa gotten them

the number back, and soon the

voice came through, “What’s going on? Is it

get these photos?” Matthew’s voice was icy as he asked that who had taken these

Was there any misunderstanding?

and after Lola read them, she asked me to give them to you, but you said to put

take it seriously and misunderstand it. He was worried that she

also freak out if Dolores had such a picture in

them. She looked terrible after seeing them. So

Please keep an eye on her for me. I’ll be back soon.” As Matthew was about to hang up, Theresa’s voice came through again, “She’s not here. She has gone to White

“What did you say?”

gone to White City. Charles is getting married, and she’s been

see.” He hung up the phone and said to Armand, who was driving, “Turn around ahead. We’re going back

and asked, “Why? Who did

you to turn

anxious that she was coming to White City at this point. Who knew what Charles had up

take advantage of Dolores when she was

‘Marriage?’

to? So soon? Is it a

he

Matthew’s ghastly pale face. He dared not to say a single word, immediately got off the highway from the exit ahead, took

closed his eyes, feeling that he was too impulsive. Now that he calmed

was evident that they had come for him and knew

and dialled

answered. Boyce’s voice came through first before

on?” Boyce wouldn’t want to call