Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap
Chapter 81: Why Did She Feel Heartbroken?

"Let go of me." Dolores widened her eyes and pressed her hands on his chest to stop his approach.

"Let go?" Matthew repeated the two words in a dragging tone, feeling it ridiculous.

He was furious just now because she wanted to make a clean break with him just now. Now she only believed in her son's innocence and doubted him. He was really angered.

Dolores looked away, not daring to look at him. She could clearly feel his robust body that was several degrees higher than hers as well as his familiar breathing. She closed her eyes, "My son is only five years old..."

So it was impossible that he would do this kind of thing.

She was tilting her head, revealing her swan-like neck on which blue veins were standing out slightly. Due to nervousness, her breathing was quick and uneven, which was like the enchanting melody. Matthew originally just intended to scare her; nevertheless, when seeing her reactions, he felt all his blood was boiling.

He lowered his head and landed a kiss on her neck.

His lips were so soft and a bit cold.

Dolores exerted great force to push him away as she was panicked, "Let go of me. Don't be so shameless!"

"Shameless? I felt quite shameless when your son embarrassed me just now. But why should I feel shameless now?" He mumbled as he still put his head near her neck.

He liked the scent on her body as he was familiar and obsessed with it.

"Tell me, are you a witch?" Otherwise, how could she manage to cause him to change into a different self every time when he was together with her?

Dolores didn't reply. But tears streamed down along her cheeks and disappeared into the hair around her ears.

Matthew felt her spasmodic sobs. He lifted his head and cupped her face, forcing her to look into his eyes, "I just kissed you. Why are you appearing to be so aggrieved?"

Dolores gently opened her eyes. Her eyelashes were shaking slightly and there were still tears in her eyes. She replied in a cracked voice, "Am I easy woman who would sleep with men casually in your eyes?" Matthew was stunned, "I never think so."

"You did. You never showed respects to me." She had tried hard to hold back her tears, but they all fell down now, "I slept with a man at the age of 18 and was pregnant with his child, and you thought I was a promiscuous woman. I'm not that kind of woman! I'm not that kind of woman as you've imagined! I had no choice back then."

Matthew felt inexplicably flustered and wiped away her tears. Actually, he had to admit that he did once think in this way.

Dolores turned her head to dodge his touch.

Matthew's hand paused near her ear and then he slowly tucked her messy wisps of hair back over her ears, saying, "I'll not mention about your past any longer. Please forget your past too." "What do you want to do?" Dolores tried hard to suppress the surging emotions.

"I've told you. I want you to come back to your original position..."

"What about my children? Are you going to be their stepfather?" Dolores interrupted him.

She knew deep down that Matthew was an arrogant man.

Accepting her impurity was already his bottom line, and he would never accept the other man's children.

"You're an arrogant man. Can you bear the other man's children to call you father? Will you raise the other man's children? You can't..."

"Enough!" Matthew suddenly stood to his feet.

As a matter of fact, Matthew was simply thinking of persuading Dolores to come back to him, and he had never considered about the arrangements of her children.

Dolores was right. It had already reached his bottom line for him to accept Dolores' impurity.

But he had never considered about being the children's stepfather or raising children for the other man.

He couldn't do it!

Dolores sat up, smoothed her messy clothes and then set eyes on Matthew who was standing with his back to her, "It's a wise decision for us to get divorced and return to our original positions." "You know what the wise choice is?" He asked in a gloomy voice and was in an extremely bad mood.

Dolores stood up, answering, "I don't know. But I know my own feelings very well. I don't like you, and you can't accept my children either, it would be the best choice for us to cut off our relationship." Her words 'I know my feelings very well. I don't like you.' reverberated in Matthew's mind.

She didn't like him?

Matthew sneered.

She didn't like him?

He suddenly turned around and grabbed her collar, "Dare you to repeat your words?"

Dolores felt the sharp pain from her neck.

Dolores was off the ground. But she didn't flinch in the face of his red eyes and squeezed out a sentence out, "I don't like you. Do you want me to tell a lie to you? You'll never withstand a lie, right?" Although Dolores hadn't gotten along with him for too long, she knew him well.

He was such an arrogant man that he would not allow others to please him with a lie.

Nevertheless, Matthew felt extremely unhappy.

He almost went crazy.

Dolores was quiet. She didn't struggle, nor did she stimulate him.

Even if her neck felt painful, she still tried hard to withstand it.

Her face flushed red due to the suffocation. She felt hard to breathe as Matthew was grabbing her collar so tightly.

Matthew tossed her down in a fury, "Don't think yourself clever."

Dolores fell down onto the ground. Covering her chest, she took deep breaths of air and only relieved the comfortableness after a long while. She then picked herself up from the ground and said, "When you make up your mind, you can ask your assistant Abbott to come to me at any time."

After finishing the words, she turned around and walked towards the door. When she saw the piano in front of the French windows, she paused and said without turning around, "Thank you for not throwing away the things I left here. I will come to move them out as soon as possible."

After finishing the words, she walked towards the door again.

She had been pretending to be strong just now, but as soon as she walked out of the villa, she couldn't maintain the façade any longer.

She covered her chest with the other hand putting on the wall.

She didn't know why her heart would feel pain.

"Ms. Flores, are you okay?" Abbott, who was playing with his mobile phone leaning against the car, walked over the moment he saw Dolores walking out of the villa.

Dolores shook her head, "I'm fine."

"Well. Get on the car. I'll send you back." Dolores walked to the door to the passenger seat and pulled opened it.

Dolores thanked him and then got into the car.

Abbott studied her from the rear-view mirror and asked, "You look not good. Did you quarrel with Mr. Nelson?"

Dolores raised her head to look at him and suddenly recalled the news that Matthew had shown her. She then produced her phone and found the 'social news' column of the headline news. She actually found the piece of news here! She furrowed her brows and showed the news to Abbott, asking, "Were you on the spot when this happened?"

Abbott made time to glance at it. As a matter of fact, he also had seen this news when he was playing with his phone just now.

But only until this moment did he understand why Matthew didn't allow him to stop the assistant who was taking photos secretly back then.

Even if the photos were taken, they would not be reported if Matthew didn't want others to learn about it.

Now that they were reported, it meant that Matthew had done it deliberately.

As for the reasons behind, Abbott guessed that they must be related to Dolores.

Abbott nodded and replied, "Mr. Nelson and Mr. Powell of the SD Corporation were talking about business affairs when your son broke in. He said the condoms accidently fell down from Mr. Nelson while keeping that thing at hand."

Dolores grabbed her phone tightly and asked, "Does Matthew used to take condoms with him?"

She felt weak when asking the question. Who would be so insane to take condoms with him at all times?

Even if he needed it, he wouldn't take it with him at all times.

This was not something that a normal human being would do.

And obviously Matthew was a normal man.

"Nothing." When thinking carefully of the matter again, Dolores figured out that it did not comply with Matthew's style.

When Matthew admitted that it was his condoms, Abbott was so astonished.

Dolores took back her phone. She had to investigate into this matter.

Samuel was only five years old, if he really...

Dolores put her hand on her forehead, feeling very distressed.

The car arrived at her residence after a short while and Dolores pushed open the door and got off the car. As she was in a hurry to figure out what had happened, she didn't say goodbye to Abbott. When she opened the door, she found that Jessica was tidying up their luggage.

"Where's Samuel?"

"In the bedroom." Jessica noticed her hideous expressions and asked, "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"Nope." Dolores just wanted to figure out what was going on at the moment. She walked to the bedroom and pushed open the door.