Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

A face, which was as the same as that of this man, quickly popped into Dolores’ mind. When she had the car accident, it was this
man who had raced towards her driving the truck.
She still could clearly remember the thrilling scene and her heart still fluttered with fear whenever she thought of the accident.
This was also the reason why she could still remember it clearly.
At that time, the police drew a conclusion that the car accident was caused by the failure of the truck after investigation.
The cab driver died and she herself was injured in that accident.
Although the truck driver was not mainly responsible for the accident, he should bear the relative liability.
As she was injured and was brought to a foreign country by Sampson back then, she was not clear about the follow-ups.
Although it was caused by a brake failure, that man, a driver, actually had raced towards other’s car without making any
remedies to reduce the damage.
This point alone was enough to leave her a bad impression on him.
But she was curious about why such kind of driver could still drive a cab.
“Lady, are you going to take the cab?” The man asked again, seeming to have no impression on Dolores.
Dolores pulled a long face and said in a cold voice, “Can people like you be a cab driver?”
“Oh, what did you mean?” Terry Holmes felt weird. He was just a cab driver. It was fine if she didn’t want to take the cab, but why
did she speak rudely?
Dolores didn’t want to haggle over the past as she and the children were all right now. Nevertheless, she detested such kind of
person very much.
Dolores ignored him and continued to walk along the road.
Terry followed her driving the car, “Yuck, what did you mean just now? Please make it clear. I don’t know you. Don’t you think it
rude to comment a person casually?”
Dolores knitted her brows. She didn’t want to make a fuss about the past, but why was he pestering her now?

She paused and said, “I don’t want to mention about the past. Please don’t follow me, okay?”
After finishing the words, Dolores strode away.
Terry stepped on the brake and watched Dolores’s leaving with a dumbfounded look.
Judging from her words, apparently she knew him. Nevertheless, he didn’t know him.
What’s more, her attitude and her angry look all proved that she knew him.
Could it be that she was an acquaintance of his elder brother who had died?
Terry gritted his teeth tightly and drove the car slowly to follow Dolores.
He wanted to figure out what was going on.
Dolores hailed a cab and then went to her store.
She didn’t notice that someone was following her.
Dolores had viewed the plan of the siting and decoration of the store and now she came here to have an on-the-spot
investigation. Actually, the decoration project of the store was almost completed.
“Lola.” Theresa walked over and handed her an architectural drawing.
The store was located in a prosperous area in City B. Although Mrs. William decided to establish this branch store under the
instruction of someone, LEO Corporation was her career and she would by no means treat it perfunctorily.
They had carried out market research and thought carefully about the location and decoration of the store.
“All things here are customized so they might be delivered a bit later. But it won’t be too late. Estimately all the things will be
delivered to the store next week.”
Dolores nodded, “Thank you for your efforts. It must be hard for you.” All the things here were basically arranged by Theresa.
“It’s not hard.” Theresa smiled.
When she was refused by LEO back then, it was Dolores who gave him the opportunity to stay in the company.

Although she was just Dolores’ assistant now, she had learned a lot.
Moreover, Dolores was quite kind to her. She had helped her a lot and taught her a lot without any reserve.
“You must feel fatigued after the long journey. Come back and take a rest. I’ll handle the matter here.”
Dolores pondered for a while and replied, “All right. I’ll come back first. Call me if there are any problems.”
The two children just arrived at an unfamiliar place, and Dolores was worried that they might feel unaccustomed.
Dolores walked out of the store. As she had just gone back to the country, she still had no car and could only travel on foot or by
taxi. She stood by the roadside and waited for a cab.
Terry, who followed her here, started the car when he saw her standing by the roadside alone and stopped in front of her.
“Lady, do you know my elder brother?”
When Dolores saw his face again, her face immediately darkened. This person was following her?
“What are you talking about?” Dolores said unpleasantly.
She just went back to the country, but came upon such a noisy person. Moreover, this person was following her!
How could she be in a good mood after experiencing this?
Terry was not annoyed by Dolores’ attitude. Instead, he explained patiently, “You acted like you knew me just now. But I’m sure
that I haven’t seen you. So the one you mentioned was definitely not me and I guessed you might be mentioning about my
brother. He died six years ago and they said he died of suicide. But I found it was not the truth.”
Dolores took a step backward, “Your brother?”
She felt very confused at the moment.
He died?
The truck driver that crashed into her had died?
Fearing that Dolores would not believe him, Terry produced his wallet, in which there was a group photo of him and his elder
brother. He took out the photo and handed it to Dolores, “Look. The one in the right is me, and the one in the left is my elder

brother.”
Dolores reached out to take the photo. She glanced at the photo and then at Terry.
Terry and his brother looked quite alike. Dolores thought carefully of it again and concluded that the truck driver looked more
alike Terry’s brother.
“Your brother had died?” Dolores asked in an incredible tone.
Terry’s expressions tensed up when mentioning about his dead brother. He nodded seriously, “He had uremia and the treatment
required a large sum of money. Our family didn’t have too much money, so curing him was just a forlorn hope. Nevertheless, one
day he posted ‘I have money now’ in his Moments and attached a photo with some words ‘I’m a rich’ on it. Nevertheless, such
kind of an optimistic person suddenly committed suicide. Don’t you think it weird?”
He had been investigating into this matter but hadn’t found out any convincible evidence.
Dolores’ reaction offered him a breakthrough.
“It’s really weird that he committed suicide after posting the texts telling that he was rich.” By rights, having money meant that he
was hopeful to be cured and therefore he should have the hope to live. Why did he choose to commit suicide?
This was really bewildering.
Nevertheless, this had nothing to do with her. She handed the photo back to Terry and said, “Sorry. But this has nothing to do
with me.”
Terry took the photo and put it back into his pocket. Knowing that this matter could not be achieved rashly, he said, “Are you
waiting for a cab. I can give you a ride.”
Dolores declined, “No need.”
“Aren’t you waiting for a cab as you are standing by the roadside?”
Dolores was still standing motionlessly.
“I’m not a bad guy and I won’t charge you a lot either.” Terry said sincerely.

Dolores hesitated for a while. She then pulled open the door and got into the car as she thought he really didn’t look like a bad
guy.
Terry asked, “Where’s your destination?”
Dolores replied, “Golden Bay.”
Terry didn’t mention about his brother again; instead, he made a self-introduction, “My name is Terry Holmes. You can just call
me Terry.”
Feeling that he was excessively enthusiastic, Dolores ignored his words.
“Ahem, I hope I haven’t offended you.” Terry finally realized that it was inappropriate to talk much as this was their first meeting.
But he wanted to leave a good impression to Dolores, so that he could find out the grudges between her and his brother as well
as why she was so furious just now.
It took just five or six minutes to arrive at Dolores’ destination.
Dolores paid the bill and then got off the car.
Terry stopped her, asking, “Can I be your friend?”
“We’re not that familiar with each other. And sorry, I don’t like to make friends.” Dolores declined without hesitation.
But Terry didn’t give up. He pushed open the door and got off the car. But he was stopped when he tried to chase after Dolores,
“What are you doing? Do you know about her identity?”
“Who are you?” Terry stared at the man that was blocking his way.
“My identity doesn’t matter. The important thing is that you cannot have immoderate ambitions towards her. Remember it?”
Abbott warned him.
Dolores turned around when she heard Abbott’s voice, and her face got even gloomier.
“Ms. Flores.” Abbott quickly changed his expressions and walked towards her with a smile, “Mr. Nelson wants to meet you.”