Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap
Chapter 100: A Plot
Then she swiped to answer the call.
“Hey, it’s me.”
“OK.”
Dolores looked down, walking back to the living room. She didn’t speak first. Instead, she just held the phone, waiting for him to speak again.
“I’m downstairs of your apartment. Do you have time now? I want to meet you,” said Sampson.
He only spoke again after they both were silent for a moment.
Dolores answered him with a faint hum. She hung up the phone and took off the apron. Then she walked to Samuel’s room and knocked on the door. “Samuel, I have something to deal with downstairs. Grandma will be back soon. Don’t go out, OK?”
Samuel was standing next to the window, looking down. He saw Sampson talking to Jessica downstairs. Hearing Dolores’ voice, he answered, “Got it.”
Dolores changed into her shoes and went downstairs. In the park, Sampson was talking to Jessica. He wanted to hold Simona, but Jessica refused him. “She’s quite naughty,” she made an excuse.
Jessica never had rejected him before.
This time Sampson definitely felt the alienation from her.
Since she knew that Sampson’s mother had gone to Dolores and realized that he couldn’t marry Dolores, Jessica naturally couldn’t treat Sampson as dearly as before.
After all, in the past, she used to see Sampson as her future son-in-law.
Hence, from now on, she couldn’t continue being enthusiastic to bring him and her daughter together.
It was also unnecessary for the kids to be so intimate with him.
“Excuse me, Aunt Jessica. Did I do anything wrong?” Sampson asked.
“Nope. Nothing goes wrong.” Jessica hurriedly waved her hand, trying to explain, “This little girl doesn’t feel well these days. I’m just afraid she’ll cry.”
“I’ve watched her grow up since her childhood and she’s familiar with me. She won’t cry if I just hold her.”
“Good evening, Sampson.”
Dolores rushed over. “Mom, it’s getting cold now. Please take Simona back home.”
“OK.” Jessica said farewell to Sampson and left in a hurry with Simona in her arms.
“Had dinner yet?” Dolores asked.
Sampson smiled slightly. “I haven’t. Would you cook for me?”
“Of course.”
smiled at each
we have
“Sure.”
that their
not as close
“If I tell you that I’ve just got to know it not long ago, would
don’t know.” Dolores gave him an
trust
attitude to him would definitely change after Dolores
at the same time, who will you rescue?” Suddenly, Dolores stopped and looked at Sampson. “This is a ridiculous question, isn’t it? But
sure?” Sampson
most precious. She’s your younger sister. If you could even ignore your own sister’s life and death, you would be an extremely ruthless and cold-blooded
speak, gazing at her
said was correct. Between Maria and her, Maria had higher priority than she had
because that blood was thicker than water. It was only because
was his negligence that caused Maria to get lost back
mean I would love you
think your family would accept me either. Let’s remain the same as we used to be, as long as you still want to treat me as a
have a concern for him now, but he had never expected that
her all these years
if he had hidden the truth of the
that Dolores could ignore
were boiling up
Suddenly, he laughed.
asked, “Can you really ignore
take you as my older brother.” Dolores
planned her car accident,
attitude now,
one day she really sent Maria into the jail, Sampson would also have a
older brother, I’m really a
biological younger sister
Dolores didn’t trust
walking with light steps on
is life.” She also smiled. “I have planned to accept you. After all, we’ve known each other for almost ten
taking care of her, she had
Helen White would become his younger sister -
her hand, pulled her into his arms, and held her tightly. “She and I are different persons. You can’t deny me just because of her. This
your biological younger sister. Do you still think it’s alright?” She knew he was deceiving himself as well as others by
you up, do you want to deny me and my love to you?” Sampson asked in an almost interrogation
Dolores didn’t explain.
She never denied him.
couldn’t be together with Sampson based on
was he who couldn’t see it