Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

Helen tried to keep calm as she replied, though the tears were welling up behind her eyes. “She is always around you all the
time, and if she works for you, later on, you two will only get closer to each other. I’m scared you’ll begin to develop feelings for
her.”
Since there was no point in hiding the truth anymore, Helen decided to come clean with her intentions to clear Matthew’s doubts.
She was doing everything because she was afraid of losing him.
She blinked her huge watery eyes. “You’ve known me for a long time. You know very well how much I love—”
Helen stammered slightly while holding back her tears and continued, “I fear the day I would lose you, that’s why—that’s why I
decided to meddle in the hiring process.”
Matthew frowned and replied, “I’ve already told you that we are going to divorce each other in one month.”
Helen was completed clear about that. If not for the fact Dolores was the woman from that fateful night, she was willing to wait as
long as it might take. She’d waited all those years anyway, so one month was nothing. However, she felt like her patience was
running out. She couldn’t let Dolores become too close to Matthew. She didn’t want that to happen.
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“Dolores, this is for table number two. Go serve them.”
Dolores nodded, but there was a nagging pain in her lower abdomen area. She didn’t know whether it was because she didn’t
sleep well last night, that she had been standing at work for a long time, or a combination of the two.
She carried the tray of food and headed toward table number two, but before she reached the table, she caught a glimpse of
Helen. And sitting opposite her—she didn’t have to wrack her brain to identify him.
Dolores hesitated for a moment but could regain her composure the next second. She was at her job and couldn’t avoid facing
them.
With a polite smile plastered across her face, she greeted them politely, “Your food is here.”
When she placed one dish in front of Matthew, he suddenly grabbed her wrist. “What the hell are you doing here?”
His tone was demanding and chilly. His gaze stayed on her attire. With a white shirt, black vest, and short skirt, it exposed her
long legs for every man to see. He stared at her legs for a few seconds, and his expression gradually darkened. What kind of

attire was this? Who was she showing off her body to? She was a married woman, so why did she have to go to such an
establishment to work?
Dolores maintained a formal smile and replied. “I got a job here.”
Matthew knitted his eyebrows slightly, and his anger was palpable. She’d been pursuing money for that translation job last night,
and now she was even taking on a waitressing job. Was the Flores family really so desperate?
“Can you please let go of my hand?”
Dolores didn’t understand Matthew’s actions. She was just earning money for herself.
Helen held Matthew’s hand and whispered. “Matthew, people are staring. Let’s take this outside.”
Nobody knew about Matthew and Dolores’ marriage. Helen didn’t want Matthew to let the public know.
Matthew stared at Dolores for several more moments before he could suppress his anger. He let go of Dolores’ wrist.
“I don’t want you to keep working here.”
Dolores could only focus on the nagging pain encircling her belly at every moment. Beads of cold sweat were already forming on
her forehead. She wanted to argue, but her current physical condition wouldn’t allow her to do that. She could only pick up the
tray and leave.
As soon as she could, she put down her tray and rushed into the bathroom. The sudden attack of pain scared her out of her wits.
Luckily, there was no sign of blood.
After exiting the stall, she stood by the sink and spoke to her stomach while caressing it. “Quiet down, my good baby.”
She needed to earn money to take good care of her mother and the child in her stomach.
Helen walked into the bathroom and, coincidentally, heard Dolores talking to herself. Her gaze was fixated on Dolores’ belly, and
all color drained from her face.
Dolores noticed the change in Helen’s expression and hastily explained herself. “The baby doesn’t belong to Matthew, so you
don’t have to worry.”
Dolores smiled and tried to step around Helen, wanting to leave the bathroom.

“Your baby is two months old?” Helen turned around and asked.
Dolores stopped in her tracks and turned back to the woman. “How did you know?”
“I-I can tell based on your baby bump,” Helen replied, thinking of a quick response.
Dolores was pregnant all along? And to top it off, the baby could be Matthew’s too. As expected, she couldn’t let Dolores stay by
Matthew’s side any longer. Helen suddenly had an urge to annihilate this woman from Matthew’s life.
Dolores walked out of the bathroom and was immediately pulled out of the restaurant by Matthew.
She was already uncomfortable and after being pulled around in such a way, she felt the intense pain returning in full force.
“Let me go!” She wanted to yell at him, but her voice was weak from the pain.
Matthew dragged her to the curb and only then loosened his grip.
He stared at her with a deadly serious look on his face. “If you need money, you can just tell me. No need for this whole acting in
front of me!”
He couldn’t make himself accept the Flores family had degraded to such a state. A few days ago, he had just seen Randolph
toting his family around to splurge in luxury shops. Then there was Dolores, working as a waitress in a restaurant.
Dolores clung to the light post by the road to support herself. If she let go, she would’ve lost her balance.
She tried to calm herself. “Mr. Nelson, we’re not really a couple. This is all business. You don’t have to be mad at everything I’ve
decided to do.”
“You know very well you’re my wife. Do you know you’re embarrassing me by doing this kind of job?”
Matthew couldn’t understand Dolores at all. He couldn’t understand the motives behind her actions.
Dolores pursed her lips hard, trying to endure the pain.
Just as she was on the brink of collapsing, Sampson rushed toward them. “Lola, I was looking for you, but I hadn’t expected
you’d really be here. Are you feeling okay?”

As a psychologist, he was extremely well-versed in the workings of the human body. Although Dolores was trying to conceal her
discomfort, it didn’t go unnoticed in Sampson’s eyes.
Ever since they’d parted ways at the hospital, he’d gone looking for Jessica and learned of the truth about Dolores’ baby. He
didn’t know how to describe the feelings in his heart. It certainly wasn’t pleasant, to say the least.
Why hadn’t she sought help from him if she was so burdened with troubles?
He wanted to look for her, but he hadn’t known where she was staying. Therefore, he tried his luck at the spot they’d met the day
before and luckily was able to bump into her.
Dolores couldn’t focus on anything else. The pain in her abdomen was too much.
She grabbed Sampson’s arm and pleaded. “Please take me to the hospital now.”
Sampson glanced at her stomach and was about to pick her up when a massive hand landed on his shoulder.
He turned around and saw Matthew’s darkened face. “She is my wife.”
His tone wasn’t particularly strong, but it was intimidating.
It was an obvious threat. Dolores was his wife and nobody could touch her.
Sampson smiled at him, a quite sarcastic one. “You guys are husband and wife?”
Before Matthew could respond, Sampson added. “You guys are only doing this because of an agreement. You’d never marry a
woman who is already pregnant.”
Suddenly, Matthew glared at him with narrowed eyes. “Does the child belong to you?”