Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

Dolores was thirsty so she came down to pour water. Seeing her sitting there while crying, she thought she was unaccustomed to the lifestyle here so she walked down, drew a tissue and handed it to her, “What’s wrong with you? Is there anything wrong?”

Lucy hurriedly packed everything up and said, “Nothing.”

She obviously did not look like she was fine. Dolores handed the tissue to her again, “Wipe it off.”

Lucy stood up, took the tissue handed to her and wiped her tears away.

Dolores poured two cups of water and handed one of them to her, “Could you tell me why are you crying? If there is anything that you aren’t used to here, you can talk to me.”

“No, I’m fine to stay here.” She lowered her head, “I just miss my son.”

Dolores saw her holding the stationery box in her hand and understood well. She understood how the mood of a mother who missed her child was. She said before that after she divorced her husband, a son followed her husband. But even so, she as a mother should have visitation rights, “You can go to see her if you miss him. If your ex-husband doesn’t allow you to visit him, I can find a lawyer for you.”

She was also a mother so she could understand Lucy’s current mood. While feeling sympathetic for her, she also wanted to give her some help.

“No, no need.” She had visitation rights. Although she only had one chance per month which was not many, she did not want to cause trouble for others.

“It’s already afternoon, are you hungry?” Lucy asked after calming herself.

Dolores drank all the water in the cup, put it down and said, “It’s fine to make it now.”

When the meal was done, she would be hungry.

It was usually Coral who prepared the food. She said, “Let me make lunch today so Coral can take a break.”

After she came here, there was nothing that she was not used to. Everyone was very nice and Coral gave her a lot of help.

Dolores said okay.

She could not fall asleep anymore and intended to go to Theresa’s room to chat with her. Before she went in, she spoke to Lucy again, “You can tell me if there is anything you need.”

She did not mean anything else but simply wanted to give her help.

Lucy said, “Okay, thank you.”

smiling, turned around

of the club got in the car

saw the car parked at the entrance

raised his eyes and looked over. Charles’s car was indeed parked in the

here?” Boyce put one hand on the car window and looked like he was interested to

how unwelcome he was to be in this place but he still took the initiative to come and

here, he called Abbott to let him drive the car out of the

at Matthew and said while smiling, “Don’t be so stingy. He has already come here, why don’t you give him a wedding invitation? Let him attend your wedding so that he’ll give

Matthew ignored him.

car. He got out and handed the car key to Matthew, “Someone called Mr. White is here to see

took the key and said, “Just say

took the car key and got in the car.

at the car that was

that ‘you know better than me’, “You ask

that the two of them were so close that the only thing they had not done was sleeping together in the same bed. ‘Don’t you know Matthew’s personality

it. He waved his hand, “I’m leaving.”

the car back to the club and on the way, he received a video sent by his

had always sent people to follow Declan. He also specifically

scene when Declan threw John to the sea. It was shot very clearly and he

happened too long ago so it was not easy to find evidence. Therefore,

video was enough to prove that he instigated the

suppressed. Now, he could only wait for the right

suitable opportunity, they would

to the club and sat for only a short time, Michael, who worked for Officer Miller came

the thing he was handling and immediately went to Officer Miller’s office. When he reached the door of

and went in. He saw that Officer Miller

meant and sat on the sofa in the area

He put down the phone, walked over and asked, “Are you free at

you letting me

hand and said generously, “My

He was certainly happy since someone treated him

hat and stretched his muscle, “Where is your