Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

In fact, even Dolores didn’t ask, for Armand, he would save Theresa from there no matter what it would take him.

Reaching out, he tossed Dolores’s hair back to her ear and whispered, “Could you treat me in the same way in the future please?”

Dolores wrapped her hands around his waist from an aside. Clinging to his chest, she promised, “I’ll treat you better in the future.”

She wanted to give him a warm home.

Probably their home might not be perfect, but at least they could live with their children altogether.

Soon, she withdrew her hands and urged him, “Hurry up and get down. They’re all waiting for you downstairs.”

They would have plenty of time to be together in the future, but Theresa couldn’t wait any longer.

Matthew kissed her on the forehead and comforted her, “Don’t worry.”

Dolores hummed. They walked out of the cloakroom. Matthew went downstairs, and both Boyce and Armand were still there. He cast a glance at Armand and said, “You should go home now.”

Armand had been stayed up for a whole night, so he was truly sleepy. He stood up. “Okay. I’ll go home for a nap and also visit my grandmother.”

Matthew hummed. After Armand was gone, Boyce came over and asked, “Doesn’t Armand know it?”

Fortunately, he didn’t ask Matthew just now, as he noticed that Armand looked pretty relaxed and didn’t seem to know about it. Hence, he didn’t mention Theresa’s matter.

“No. It’s no good for us if he has known it.” Armand always acted recklessly. If he knew it, he wouldn’t only be unable to help them save Theresa but also make trouble for them.

a jerk! Why did he kidnap a woman? If he wants to

go.” Matthew walked out of the villa. Boyce followed him without asking him anything. Matthew knew what happened to Theresa, so Boyce believed that he

didn’t go with a driver. Matthew drove himself. It wasn’t the rush hour in the morning yet, so there wasn’t traffic on the way. Soon,

erotic scene like that when they came last

charge of this place, but now he had gone

he came over with a smile. “Hello, gentlemen. Are

he?” Boyce was expressionless, completely ignoring John’s frivolous

you on his behalf. He’ll be here pretty soon.” John made a

he would retort him ironically, “Who do you think you are? You

Matthew nor Boyce was reckless. They

Mr. Bailey has his plan, we’ll

a punch on

“this way please”, he

and whispered,

lips and didn’t speak. He

time. John pushed the door open and waited at the

into the box directly.

“This man is

hid his emotion. How

the manager hadn’t been put in jail, this man wouldn’t

man was

Boyce, asking him to send his men to follow

John’s performance just now, he was pretty complacent after becoming the most