Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap
Chapter 737 I Failed to Convince Her

She moved a bit, trying to sit up. Matthew strode over, helping her up.

Dolores sat up with his help and asked, "Is Armand gone?"

Matthew put a cushion behind her back and answered, "Yep. Didn't you nap?"

Dolores looked spiritless, "I'll have a checkup later, so I didn't nap. I'm a bit thirsty."

Matthew poured her a glass of warm water. She took it over and gulped down half glasses. Putting the glass on the nightstand, she asked, "What's the time now?"

As soon as she finished asking, there were a few knocks on the door of the ward - a nurse came to inform them that it was time to do the checkup.

Matthew carried her in his arms and walked to the examination room.

Usually, the checkup was done during the daytime. However, there were too many patients during the day, so Dolores's checkups had been arranged in the evenings. It would be quieter.

The doctor mainly checked the changes in her uterus. Through the four-dimensional B-ultrasound, everything could be seen clearly. During the checkup, they could see the baby's face clearly. Whenever Dolores wanted to take a look, Matthew didn't allow it.

The baby that appeared under the B-ultrasound looked way too ugly. Matthew disgusted it a lot. He was afraid that Dolores would feel upset after seeing it.

He felt quite puzzled - Andrew and Amanda were both good-looking, but why was this baby so ugly?

Whenever the doctors were doing the checkup, he would frown deeply.

Dolores didn't know what was going on, gazing at him.

The doctor said, "Look. Her uterus is quite thin now, only point four millimeters. In this case, some dangerous status could happen easily."

Matthew's face was tightened. He wanted Dolores to give birth to the baby ahead of time so that it could bring less harm to Dolores's body. However, Dolores insisted on waiting until the eighth month. She wanted the baby to grow bigger and was afraid that it would be unhealthy.

If they could wait until the eighth month, it would be only one or two months before the delivery time.

"Call the nurse if something happens." Doctors and nurses were on duty twenty-four hours in the hospital. Once something happened, they would be ready to help Dolores with a cesarean.

Matthew carried Dolores back to the ward. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she asked, "Why do you always look so weird when I'm under a checkup?"

Matthew asked, "Do I?"

Dolores nodded affirmatively, "Yes."

Matthew answered, "I'm just worried about you."

Dolores didn't fully buy it.

He wouldn't show that he was worried about her because he didn't want to upset her. Also, she could tell that he looked weird after the doctor started the checkup. She wondered what he had seen.

She decided to ask the doctor when there would be any chance.

The bed in the ward was bigger than the bed in a normal ward. Matthew could sleep with her while holding her at night. In case anything happened, he could replace out right away.

In the morning, Jessica delivered breakfast to the ward. They didn't like the dishes served in the hospital, which were not nutritious for a pregnant woman, so Jessica delivered three meals here to Dolores. When Dolores was having breakfast, Matthew got a call from Abbott. He walked out of the ward to answer it.

"I failed to convince her," Abbott uttered a few words simply.

Last night, when he went back home, he saw Emma sitting on the bay window in his shirt with a cigarette between her fingers.

Abbott didn't know that she smoked. He walked over and pulled the cigarette from her hand. He asked, "Why didn't you go to bed?"

Emma looked up at him, feeling quite puzzled. In the beginning, he was quite stubborn. No matter what she had done to threaten or seduce him, he wasn't willing to help her. Later, he suddenly agreed without any reason. More or less, she suspected him.

However, she was still willing to trust him. Even he had left her after having sex to probably sell her out to Matthew, she still chose to trust him once.

With a smile, she said, "There are a lot of things that you don't know about me."

Abbott sat down on the other end of the bay window. Looking at her, he called her full name, "Emma Bailey, you understand everything, don't you?"

Emma felt quite incredible - how could he know what was in her mind?

She felt a bit delighted, wondering if he had a crush on her.

However, Abbott's words broke her fantasy.

"Since you understand they both deserve it, why don't you just let go?"

Emma felt disappointed. However, she still kept smiling and said, "No matter how much they deserve it, they are my family, aren't they? If I don't care about my family at all, am I still a human?"

Abbott choked up. Indeed, no matter what scumbags her father and brother were and how much they deserve to die, they were her family.

It was the unchangeable and unbreakable family affection between them.

Emma peered out of the window and asked indifferently, "Are you trying to convince me?"

She had a little secret in her heart that she had never told anyone. No one knew about it either. Two years ago, she encountered Abbott before. One of the projects that she was in charge of was cooperating with WY Group. It was Abbott who came to negotiate.

Abbott was absolutely capable. Otherwise, Matthew wouldn't have trusted him so much.

During the negotiation, she was attracted by Abbott. She had a crush on him.

They didn't achieve an agreement on the cooperation at that time, so they couldn't continue working together. From then on, she had never met Abbott again.

This time, she had chosen Abbot and wanted to control him so that he could help her. She could have chosen to hire another woman to help her. However, she had done it herself.

It was because she had a crush on Abbott.

Right now, she knew that probably he would sell her out, but she still chose to believe him once.

Opening up her legs, she straddled on Abbott's lap. With her arms wrapped around his neck, she said while smiling, "Abbott, I still want it."

Abbott frowned, "You..."

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Before he could finish his words, Emma took the initiative to kiss his lips, blocking his unfinished words.

She wanted to change his mind by using her body. Even if he had already sold her out, she still imagined that he would take her side and help her at the critical moment.

After having sex, she nestled in Abbott's arms. She put Abbott's arm to hold herself, "We're so close now. Just sleep while holding me."

Abbott said, "I'm not used to it."

"You will after practicing more." Emma didn't let go of his arm.

"Emma, just let go of it." Abbott still wanted to convince her to give up. She was young and beautiful. She could lead her own life.

He didn't think that she needed to take revenge.

Vengeance always had a way of rebounding upon oneself.

"I've made up my mind already. Stop nagging at me. I'm so sleepy. Good night."

Emma squeezed her into his arms.

In the morning, when Abbott woke up, Emma was still sleeping.

He called Matthew.

He didn't succeed in convincing Emma to let go. Hence, they could only carry out Matthew's plan next.☐☐☐☐☐