Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap
Chapter 738 No One Would Believe You

After hanging up the phone, Abbott returned to the bedroom. Emma was still sleeping. Seeing that she was sleeping soundly, he didn't wake her up. He gently closed the door.

Emma opened her eyes as soon as the door was closed.

She had woken up when Abbott got up.

She even knew whom he was calling and what she would in face of next.

Blinking, she stared at the ceiling above and smiled bitterly.

Sure enough, men were all cold-hearted animals. No matter how intimate they were, he never changed his mind.

She thought herself so pathetic, feeling sad.

After more than ten minutes, she adjusted her mood, lifted the quilt, and got off the bed. She grabbed Armand's shirt to put on, opened the door, and walked out. There was no one in the living room, but she heard some sounds from the kitchen.

She walked over barefoot, only to replace that a slender figure was busy cooking in the kitchen.

He was in casual clothes. His waist was slender and his legs were long, looking quite slim. However, he could last for so long last night and didn't seem to be weak.

Thinking about their erotic scenes, Emma blushed. Leaning against the door, she enjoyed his tenderness at this moment in silence.

Abbott noticed her. He looked back at her, "You are awake."

Emma walked in, hugged his waist from the back, and said with a smile, "I didn't know you can cook."

Abbott answered with her line, "There are a lot of things that you don't know about me."

"Then please tell me." Emma wrapped around him, her hand reaching into his pants naughtily.

Abbott frowned. He said, "I'm cooking."

Emma's hand went in. Her lips clung to his back, pecking on him bit by bit. She whispered, "I prefer to eat you more."

Abbott was speechless.

This woman was truly...

He put the fried egg into a plate. Reaching out to grab her hand, he warned her, "Behave yourself."

Emma laughed, "What if I don't?"

Abbott turned off the gas, turned around to pinch her chin, and squinted, "How hungry are you?"

She still smiled brightly, "I heard that the newly married couple could do it for a whole night. Although we're not married, we enjoyed it very much. Weren't you quite enthusiastic last night?"

She only put on his white shirt with nothing inside. Raising her leg, she rubbed against Abbott's thigh, "Don't tell me you can't do it."

Abbott gradually released his pinch on her chin. His hand fell on her collar gently. The next second, he pulled her closer with strength. Emma clung to his body. He looked down at her, "Do you know what a man hates the most?"

Emma chuckled and asked, "What does a man hate? Do you hate it when I said you can't? Then prove to me that you can. Hmm..."

Before she finished her words, she was pressed on the cooking bench by Abbott. Her waist bumped to the hard edge of the bench, and she frowned in pain. Wrapping around his neck, she arched up and clung to him, "Abbott, we didn't use any measure. Aren't you afraid I'll be pregnant?"

Abbott was a bit taken aback. The next second, he pressed the back of her head, making her look at him, "Emma, I know you are not pregnant. Do you have your licks from lying to me?"

She smiled, "You didn't buy it, did you?"

"No one will believe you." With reddish eyes, Abbott vented his desire on her.

They didn't end it until a long while later. They had done it in the kitchen.

She held Abbott and asked, "Will you remember a woman used to have sex with you so crazily in the kitchen?"

Abbott sneered, "Of course not. I will not forget a woman tried to set me and she's extremely shameless."

Emma giggled, "Is that your impression about me?"

"Or what?" Abbott asked.

Emma thought carefully, "It seems so."

They went to clean up. Abbott changed into clean clothes, but Emma was still wearing the clothes that she wore yesterday, which had been creasy.

Abbott made breakfast and asked her to have some.

He made the sandwich with a fried egg. Emma sat down. He asked, "Would you like fresh juice or milk?"

Emma picked up her sandwich and took a bite, "I want milk."

Abbott paused his action, casting a meaningful glance at her.

Emma was taken aback for a moment. Looking at Abbott's expression, she realized that he had misunderstood something. Smiling, she said, "You are awesome. I enjoyed it a lot. Please remember, I used to have you as well."

Abbott couldn't understand what she said.

However, he didn't try to figure it out.

The hospital.

When the doctor was doing the ward round, Matthew wasn't in the ward. Dolores asked the doctor, "Excuse me, Doc. Is my baby not well?"

The doctor asked, "Why do you think so?"

"Whenever I'm doing a checkup, my husband looked quite annoyed..."

The doctor laughed. He understood why Matthew pulled a long face. After the first checkup, Matthew went to the doctor and asked if the image he had seen during the checkup was the baby's, and the doctor said yes.

Then, Matthew looked at him with a funny expression and asked, "Why is it so ugly?"

After all, neither Dolores nor he was ugly.

In the image, the baby had a flat nose and big mouth, looking extremely ugly.

However, a lot of babies looked ugly at the beginning but they would look better and better later. Some babies who looked beautiful at the beginning might become uglier later.

The doctor asked, "Mrs. Nelson, do you still remember the looks of your babies before?"

Their images had been branded on her mind, so Dolores wouldn't forget at all. She said, "They were pretty small with wrinkled skin. They didn't look better until they turned five or six months old." The doctor said, "Mr. Nelson felt quite upset because he noticed the baby looks ugly during the checkup."