Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

Helen entered the office with some documents in her hands, and when she caught sight of Dolores, a hint of brutality flashed across her eyes.

Was this woman trying to seduce Matthew while she was gone?

Matthew was hers. Dolores should never trespass this area!

She wanted to slap Dolores so much.

However, at this moment, Matthew spoke up instead. “What’s the matter?”

“I need your signature on this document,” Helen hid the brutality away immediately, forcing a smile while answering him.

He grabbed the documents and started to leaf through them. He paused to ask Dolores to leave. “You’re not needed here at the moment. You may leave us now.”

Dolores gave him a small nod before exiting his office.

“Matthew, she—”

“I have asked for her to translate something for me. Is there something wrong with that?” His face was unfazed as he interrupted her.

There were no traces of him lying by looking at his face. He was secretly taking responsibility for what had happened to Dolores recently. He knew full well about Helen’s unfriendly attitude toward Dolores, but he couldn’t do anything to change the situation.

He had some responsibility when it came to Helen.

“No, nothing.” Helen walked over and started to give him a massage. “You can leave such things to me in the future.”

Matthew simply mumbled some response.

*****

After getting off work, Dolores stood by the road next to the building. She saw a black car slowly emerged from the garage and she unconsciously straightened her back. She knew the identity of that person in the driver’s seat.

The black car rolled to a stop in front of her. Abbott wasn’t with Matthew so he was driving himself. The window rolled down and Matthew’s calm gaze came into view.

Dolores was wearing a red dress with a flat collar. Her waistline was accentuated and the dress reached just below her knees. Her pale legs were exposed to the slightly chilly night air.

As she felt his burning gaze, Dolores hastily explained. “I didn’t want to be dressed too casually and embarrass you. After all, I am still your ‘wife.’ ”

She was deliberately giving the explanation because she was afraid Randolph would see through her lies and realize they didn’t love each other.

During afternoon break, Dolores had specifically returned to the villa and picked out the particular dress. She’d never worn it before. It was given to her by Sampson on her eighteenth birthday.

Dolores was always fair-skinned and the bright red colored dress was able to emphasize her skin’s contours even more. Her collar bones were sculpted and her neck was without any excess fat. She exuded charm.

She was a sight to behold.

A faint glint appeared in Matthew’s eyes and he dully said “Get in the car.”

She sat in the passenger’s seat while thinking about what would happen next. Since they were returning to the Flores family home, she had to put on her best performance.

Matthew was strangely too calm and Dolores couldn’t guess what was on his mind at all.

Could it be that her attire was not appropriate? She rarely wore anything that stood out like the bright red dress. Back then, Sampson had commented that it suited her very well.

the window, the shadows moved ambiguously across Matthew’s handsome face. He looked like someone who only existed

distant, just like their relationship;

for a while, she voiced her concerns. “Is my dress not up

fingers jerked

a little, while not wanting to continue

of them spoke for a while and a blanket of oppressing silence

It was another sight to behold. His fingers

His gaze was still trained on the road

what he said, Dolores only then realized she’d been staring at him for

toward her slowly with his lips curled into a devious smile. “Is my face more good-looking

hear him and even pretended to

furiously in her heart. Where did his

did he suddenly sound like a

the car stopped in front of the

preparing the dishes for dinner. The scale and quality of the food were very

First Miss is home,” the maid arrived to

and Annabelle as he warned them in a low tone. “This is a very important ordeal for me. Don’t do anything that

long as she lends you a hand in the company’s matters, I can still do all of this for you considering I can be of no help to you in the company. So, she can vent her anger all

Beulah didn’t waste any of his sentiments toward her in the past. “When the crisis in the

of approval, Randolph went to the door, wanting to

standing next to Matthew, holding the contract regarding the piece of land

her and held

followed suit and together they

come in. I’m so honored you could join us for dinner

like his usual arrogant and entitled self at all. Instead, he

so he just nodded slightly while keeping his mouth shut and maintaining his

to banter with him and ease the tension in the air. He hoped Matthew would have a

realized he was rapidly losing face and had to do something

laughed. “He’s always like

managed to brighten his expression as he invited them

playing the role of a decent wife and mother. They saw her arranging the cutlery on the table. At the sight of her guests, she flashed an insincere smile. “You’re finally here. Come sit down. Lola, you would never have thought that your dad asked me to prepare a

with a smile on her face. They were

not an outsider, you don’t have to stand

on Matthew’s arm.

the resentment in her heart. She continued with her fake facade.

“You’re indeed right.”

seat, still holding on to Matthew’s arm. Beulah and Annabelle sat opposite

so young, she had a mature and flirtatious look at the moment. Dolores sneaked a scornful glance

expression, she joked. “Sister, why are you staring at your brother-in-law like that? Is there

twitched slightly as he

although both of them were wearing a red dress, Dolores,

was holding Annabelle’s hands under the table. She was trying to calm Annabelle

near lunch anymore; you guys are probably

finding the chance to start a conversation with Matthew, but he couldn’t settle on a suitable topic. From the moment Matthew set foot in the villa, he looked

up some food and place it on Dolores’ plate in a show of

interactions silently. He didn’t expect his daughter, who never garnered his attention, was

to only have dinner

contract on the table and raised her voice. “This is what you always wanted. Since I’ve brought this here, you didn’t forget