Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

“What are you talking about?” Dolores was even more confused.

Matthew got up from his chair and strode towards her while being silhouetted by the lighting in the room. His footsteps were steady and slow. In the end, he loomed over Dolores and said, “You are still my wife in name, so you should refrain from being intimate with other guys.”

He didn’t care about what led to their marriage. As long as they were a married couple, he couldn’t tolerate being cheated on!

This was his limit, and it was also his dignity as a man!

Dolores couldn’t really process his words. Since when was she being intimate with other guys?

She retorted immediately, “Didn’t you sleep with other women here as well? Should I be demanding on you as your wife too?”

Matthew’s creases on his forehead deepened, “I didn’t sleep with other women.”

Dolores was stunned momentarily. She was sure that Helen had spent the night here yesterday.

Who would believe that they didn’t end up sleeping together?

However, she suddenly realized that whether he did or didn’t sleep with other women, that didn’t have anything to do with her anyway.

Matthew’s expression was getting uglier by the minute. What was he thinking?

Dolores didn’t want their relationship to turn sour. She softened her tone, “I will try to abide by your demands. Then I shall…”

She waved the documents in her hands to indicate her intentions, fearing that she wasn’t already obvious enough.

Matthew mumbled a response, but he failed to conceal the tinge of anger in his voice. He wasn’t mad at Dolores, but instead, he was mad at himself!

Why would he explain himself to her anyway?

Was he crazy?

He was really irked by his response to her nowadays! That feeling of discomfort almost morphed into one of disgust!

Since Dolores had secured a job working at a restaurant, she had to finish translating these documents as soon as possible.

When the clock struck midnight, she was only halfway done. However, her energy was already waning.

she carried the documents and headed to the living room. At that timing, the whole villa was shrouded in deep silence. Matthew and Coral were probably sound asleep at

water in the kitchen. She put the cup onto the table and sat

glass of water in the middle of the

by her. Dolores noticed his presence, but she didn’t immediately greet

living alone, so when he saw a cup of water on the table,

“Hey—“

that cup, but to her dismay, Matthew was already gulping

hesitating about something. His gaze stayed on her face for several seconds before shifting to the cup in

that part of the cup just

a cup that had just been used by someone else. Coupled with Dolores’ reaction, that person was

floor, pretending that nothing was going on.

her face strangely

so this simple gesture

didn’t do this on purpose, Dolores

slightly as he licked his lips. He didn’t know what to make of this situation, so he simply finished the

her direction. He noticed that it

willing to raise her head, “I’m not

stared at her for a moment before turning around

reached the top of the stairs, he suddenly remembered that she had mentioned going to his company for a job interview and failing to be selected. He felt

plethora of curse words swimming around in his head, he was about to reprimand whoever dared to call him so late into the night. However, upon seeing the caller’s name, his sense of frustration disappeared without a trace. He rubbed his eyes

reason why the human resources department has denied the hiring of a

he could totally comprehend what he was being told, the line went dead.

phone for a long time. Why did

slowly formed

his

only keep these words of complaint to himself. He didn’t dare

sprawling forward on the table. There was a huge stack of papers around her, and Coral couldn’t understand a thing written on it. She just guessed that it was probably something related to her work, and she let out a sigh, “You shouldn’t overexert yourself like

Dolores’ situation, she still fetched a blanket and covered

covering Dolores with a blanket, a subdued emotion that was

papers. There were twenty-two pages in total, and she

probably spent the whole night completing the translation. Did this woman

help stealing

let out a sigh,