Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

Dolores stopped, turned around, and watched Matthew walked toward her after releasing Helen out of his hug. Matthew
approached with a stony expression on his face.
“Apologize to Helen.”
Dolores didn’t move, looking back at him stubbornly. “I will not apologize to her.”
Even though she was afraid of him, she would never apologize to her for something she didn’t do. She hadn’t done anything
wrong. Helen tried to push her first. She only protected herself and reacted instinctively. Why should she apologize?
Matthew stared at Dolores’ face and frowned. He realized he’d never looked at her carefully, even when he lost his reason and
kissed her. She was relatively thin, with a small face that was as large as his palm. She looked so delicate and pure, and at that
moment, her eyes were staring at him stubbornly and firmly.
Dolores and Matthew stared at each other and neither of them gave in.
“If you pushed her, you have to apologize!”
His tone was still cold, but less harsh. It seemed that he got shocked by her firm expression.
“Matthew, I'm okay, it's because I wasn’t not being careful. It’s not Ms. Flores’ fault.” Helen hurried over to interrupt the
confrontation between Dolores and Matthew.
Helen held Matthew and tried again. “Matthew?”
She shook her head at Matthew, her red eyes looking innocent and wronged.
“Matthew, I just couldn’t stand still. Maybe it’s because the heels I wear are too high. It has nothing to do with Ms. Flores.” Helen
tried her best to act like she was defending Dolores.
Matthew looked down at Helen’s high heels, which were indeed very high. But he’d seen Dolores push Helen himself. What was
going on?
“Matthew, I might have twisted my ankle just now. It hurts.” Helen’s face wrinkled, looking cute to Matthew.
Matthew stretched out his hand to put her messy hair behind her ears.

Matthew couldn’t help remembering that Helen was the one always being at his side without asking for anything in return, without
making any trouble. When he was poisoned and needed a woman, she sacrificed herself without hesitation. Even after they had
sex, she still hadn’t asked for marriage. Instead, she stayed quietly by his side. It was also at that moment, Matthew wanted to
marry her. He didn't love her. He had never loved any woman. He didn't believe in love. His father married another woman within
one month after his mother’s death. There was no love in the world. Love was a ridiculous illusion.
“Are you stupid?” he asked Helen.
Helen snuggled into his arms. “As long as I can be with you, I’m willing to do anything. I don't think I'm stupid, I just feel very
happy.”
Dolores didn't want to look at them. She turned and walked toward the gate.
Looking at Dolores’ back, Helen smiled to herself. Helen believed Dolores would never have the chance to be with Matthew
alone anymore after what just happened.
Helen didn’t know that Matthew saw her expression. Matthew said nothing, but turned and entered the villa.
Helen hurried after him. “Matthew...”
Matthew turned his head and glanced at her. He looked at her high heels and spoke in a meaningful tone.
“Don’t wear shoes that are too high in the future. What if you fall?”
After speaking, he walked toward the study, and when he reached the door, he stopped and turned back to her. “I’m busy today.
You should head home.”
Before Helen could react, Matthew closed the door of the study.
Helen stood there, looking down at her high heels. What did Matthew mean? Did he care about her? It seemed that Matthew
meant something else.
Helen stepped forward and wanted to knock on the door, but Coral stopped her.
“Didn’t the young master tell you to go home?”
Helen knew Coral didn’t like her. She tried hard to please the maid, but it didn’t work. Coral wasn’t an ordinary maid. She had
taken care of Matthew since he was young. Matthew respected her a lot.

“I just think he’s in a foul mood. I want to accompany him—”
“Ms. Flores would accompany him if he needed it. Ms. White, please don’t bother to come by in the future, lest people believe
you’re his mistress, which would harm Ms. White’s reputation.”
Coral hadn’t liked Helen even before Matthew married Dolores.
Now Matthew that Matthew had married Dolores, if Helen still came by and tried to get close to Matthew, she would be
considered as a mistress in Coral’s eyes.
No one liked mistresses, especially traditional people like Coral.
“Matthew loves me. Marrying Dolores isn’t what he wants. You’re the one who took care of him since he was little. Don’t you
want him to be happy?” Helen said, trying her best not to shout at Coral.
Coral was just a maid. How dare she tell Helen what to do!
“I think madam had her reason to arrange the marriage for the young master. The young master is already married. Is Ms. White
going to get involved in other people’s marriages and be nothing more than a mistress?”
Even though what Coral said was harsh, she still showed good courtesy. She stepped forward and made gave a small curtsy.
“Ms. White, please, head home like the young master asked.”
Helen clenched her hands tightly at the sides. She was trembling in anger, but she couldn’t do anything but leave.
Coral immediately locked the door once Helen walked out.
Helen’s body froze out of surprise. She turned around and looked at the closed door. Her expression changed. She was so angry
she couldn’t contain her anger any longer.
Matthew stood in front of the window, looking at the expression that Helen had never shown in front of him. His eyes narrowed
slightly.
“Master, is Ms. Flores coming back for lunch?”
Dolores hadn’t come back last night and left as soon as she arrived that afternoon. Coral didn't get a good feeling from the whole
situation. She thought that since Dolores married Matthew, became his wife, then Dolores should act like one. What was more, it

was not good that Dolores didn’t stay at home at night, especially after they just got married.
Matthew thought about her entering the hospital before and turned his head. “She’s not well. Lunch...”
Matthew didn't know whether she would be back at noon. He realized he didn't even have her phone number. Coral sighed.
What happened to the people these days? Couples acted like strangers. They didn’t sleep together, nor know anything about
one another after getting married.
“I don't know why Madam decided to set up this marriage for you in the first place.” Coral sighed.
Since Madam’s death, Matthew moved out of the family house and rarely went back.
Coral thought Madam must have her reasons to set up the marriage between Matthew and Dolores. But she was more and more
confused.
Matthew’s expression suddenly grew serious. “I'll look for her.”
Coral stared at him in silence, becoming even more melancholy. Matthew and Dolores weren’t anything like a couple, more like
strangers.
Matthew picked up his jacket from the back of the sofa, put it on, and headed out with the car key.
On the way to the hospital in the car, Matthew thought of something and gave Abbott a call.
“The contract for the land in Repulse Bay. Get it ready and send it to me.”