Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

Chapter 239 Are You Testing Me?

“You——”

Theresa Gordon’s face was red. It was not too much to describe the nasty man who stood in front of

her to be shameless and despicable.

"Don't stare at me until eyes flare out. If you're blind, you can’t see me anymore and you'll be upset,"

Armand Bernie said as he started the car.

"How could you be that shameless?" Theresa can't seem to find any suitable word to describe him.

"If I was a respectable man, I wouldn't have come in your room that night...," Armand smiled.

Theresa took a deep breath and continued to convince herself not to get angry and argue with him, not

to argue with him or else she was the one who suffered.

She bore with him. She wondered would be okay, that she hid when she reached the destination.

She couldn’t afford to offend him but then it should be okay to avoid him.

Armand turned to be serious and stopped irritating her, "Do not be angry."

Theresa ignored him and looked out the window.

She treated her as a human-like housefly.

They were in the recreational vehicle.

Boyce Shawn was not inside this time and the car was driven by an experienced chauffeur.

Dolores Flores was sitting in the back seat with two children, Simona Flores dozed off as she watched

the cartoon so Samuel Flores silently took over the tablet to play a game named Super Brain.

The number game he previously played couldn’t satisfy him. He found that was too easy for him.

This time, the Super Brain was a little tougher.

He was intrigued, as the more difficult it was, the more he wanted to try it out.

Dolores caressed her daughter lovingly while reading the information Kevin Forbis had given her.

Matthew Nelson was reading the information supplied to him by Abbott Baron in the front seat, but he

couldn't read a single word and peeked backward from time to time.

He wondered what she was doing now. How come there wasn’t any sound at all?

Simona usually couldn’t sit quietly in the car. Why was there no sound at this time?

"Mommy, I'm also sleepy, I'm going to sleep," Samuel said at the moment.

He shouted it loudly on purpose as if he wanted Matthew to know that he and his sister were asleep

and could head over and chat to Dolores and enjoy the conversation between just two of them.

Matthew had wanted to walk over and check what Dolores was up to, and now that he heard Samuel’s

voice, he couldn't stop himself any longer.

He shut the computer and sat on the sofa for a while. As he thought that Samuel should be asleep, he

got up and headed to the back and put up the curtain so that people in the front couldn't see the rear.

Indeed, both children were lying down at the time, Simona was truly asleep. Maybe since the car was

bumpy which make it just like a 'cradle', so she was sleeping soundly while Samuel was not sleeping at

all but just pretending that he was asleep.

"Can you tell me what you're looking at?" Matthew approached and started a conversation with

Dolores.

Dolores knew who was coming in, she didn't even bother to lift her head, and continued to study the

material. She was still calculating where to put the machine when she returned to B city, and maximize

the effect of promotion for the Tea Silk.

As time passed, people had forgotten about this silk, and several excellent materials had also been

discovered throughout the years.

If she wanted to open up the market again, she needed to come out with strategies.

Matthew was speechless.

Was she trying to ignore him?

Did she just treat him as air?

"I'm looking at something. Do you want something to drink?" Dolores eventually raised her head.

Matthew gasped vigorously. In fact, he was not thirsty at all, and he came over was to see her.

"Are you ignoring me on purpose?" He lowered his voice.

He couldn't be as calm if there weren't two kids present at the time.

Was it considered self-control? For Dolores, it was a joke.

His mood would fluctuate in response to her attitude.

Dolores didn't want to remain at odds with him. "It was you who first alienated me. What did I do wrong,

please tell me directly, and don't beat about the bush as I don't have the mood and energy to guess,

seriously," she says.

Matthew gazed at her for a few seconds, "Are you keeping something from me?"

For a brief while, Dolores' heart pounded. Was he still suspicious?

Since that night, he had been asking her this question nonstop.

What did he notice?

What did he discover?

"I..."

Dolores paused for a while and get herself emotionally prepared before saying bluntly, "I do keep

something from you, but I can't tell you what it is."

Because Matthew had already discovered it, she realized that hiding it would just heighten his

suspicions, so she decided to tell him herself.

Matthew was speechless.

"Why?"

"Because this is my secret, everyone, including myself, has stuff in which we don't want to tell. You,

too, must have some things and some people you don't want to talk about, don't you?"

Matthew frowned as he found that what she said was irrefutable. Indeed, who doesn't have things they

don't want to talk about?

But why did he feel uneasy?

He didn't like that she kept something from him, did he?

He wished that she can be truthful with him, both emotionally and in life.

Matthew’s Adam’s apple was rolling but he eventually repressed his unhappiness in his heart as he

could not question and force her.

The atmosphere in the compartment was odd and awkward, and Matthew turned around in the dead

silence.

Dolores stopped him.

"Matthew."

She got up from the bed and glanced at his back. He was incredibly tall as he stood in the

compartment with his head almost touching the ceiling.

"Does that bother you a lot?" Dolores wanted to let him know who Victoria Forbis was too.

She was a mother, and she knew how her mother felt.

At the same time, she understood.

She understood why Victoria wanted to keep it from others.

She admired Victoria perseverance. If it had been her, she wouldn't have been able to do so.

Matthew kept silent as he didn't know the point he cared about was her concealment or the thing she

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"If you refuse to accept it, we'll..."

Matthew quickly whirled around and his eyes were like sharp blades. He fixed his glare at her, "We’ll

what?"

"We'll break up." Dolores realized she had gone too far in expressing this, but she also wanted to see

his sentiments for her. This topic, destined to make them unhappy. He might feel uneasy if she

continued to keep the secret.

Although she knew that she was into this man.

But, she had promised Victoria.

Now, she could only keep that from him.

Was he angry?

This word was not enough to describe Matthew’s feeling now.

How could this woman say she wanted to break up?

Were they going to break up?

Was she going to break up with him?

Dolores didn't dare to glance at his eyes, but he could still feel the terrifying coldness as he narrowed

his gaze and clenched his slightly elevated jaw muscles.

"Never!" He pulled her into his arms. Without her realizing, he clumsily kissed her lips or to be more

accurate was to bite her. What Dolores said had exceeded the limit of his patience.

He appeared to be punishing.

Dolores understood his rage and fury and did not feel pain.

He was enraged, which indicates that he cared.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and tilted her head to kiss him back.

"I'm glad," she responded with a smile.

For a brief while, Matthew was stunned. "You..."

"I know you're upset because you don't want to break up with me, don't you?" She had a bright, broad,

compassionate, and sincere grin on her face.

So did she purposefully state that?

In front of this woman, Matthew felt as if his IQ had dropped to zero.

"Are you testing me?" He screamed while he laughed

"Yes, since you are so much older than me, who knows how many relationships you have had, and I

wondered if you are sincere about me..." Dolores said solemnly.

She chattered and rambled, but before she could complete, she was pressed against her lips with

fingers, and Matthew on her pink lips under his fingertips and caused it to deform ——