Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

Chapter 166: She Doesn’t Want To Live, I Will Fulfill Her Wish

But it shouldn’t have been. Even she couldn’t tell the difference between the real and fake Dolores,

how could he spot it in a day?

Impossible!

Maria couldn’t believe that Matthew figured out the truth so quickly.

She grimaced with a mouth full of blood, “Don’t try to frame me.”

She firmly believed that it was impossible for Matthew to discover the truth.

At least, not this fast.

Matthew was very silent. Maria couldn’t help but tremble with every foot step that he took towards her.

He looked like a demon walking against the light causing her to tremble with fear and chill.

Maria wanted to move away from him, but when she tried to move every call in her body screamed in

pain.

She shivered.

“What do you want?”

Matthew squatted in front of her on one knee and swept the hair that was blocking her eyes away with

his fingers, “Tell me truthfully about Dolores whereabouts and maybe you can still live.”

Maria didn’t want to admit that he had already found out that the one they rescued was not Dolores, but

his words showed clearly that he knew the one that was next to him was not the real Dolores.

She whimpered with tears and was still unwilling to reveal the truth, “What is so good about Dolores?

Why do you care so much about her? Is it because she gave you two children? But without her, even I,

even the fake Dolores besides you, can give birth to your child.”

Matthew frowned, extremely impatient as his voice became even colder, “Tell me, where is she?”

Maria looked at him for a long time and then suddenly smiled.

“Since you already know, I won’t hide it from you anymore. Yes, the one besides you is Annabelle, not

Dolores. It is true that Dolores has left this place with my brother.”

She laughed more and more manically, her face looking hideous, “I know, this time you will definitely

not let me go. There is no harm in dying, if it means that I can make you never find Dolores. It will be

worth it… ha ha …”

Matthew choked her neck, making her wild laughter immediately getting stuck in her throat and turning

into a painful sob.

His gaze was fierce, “I think I am being too kind to you.”

Maria panicked.

Her fragile neck looked like a young bamboo shoot in Matthew’s hand that could be snapped with just

light force.

The power of his fingers was amazing. She had heard it before from Boyce that Matthew had practiced

his skills in the past and that he was stronger than him. He hadn’t been able to stay because he

inherited the Nelson enterprise, but if he had stayed his accomplishments would not have been low.

Leaning against the cold hard wall, she could clearly see the murderous look in Matthew’s eyes. It was

bone chilling and the pain already made her want to die.

Did he love Dolores that much?

Maria felt heartache and she squeezed out two words from her throat with difficulty, “I… talk…”

The strength in Matthew’s hand loosened and he let her go.

Being able to breathe freely, she laid on the ground and gasped. Her dry throat made her cough and

spit out blood. Her fingers clenched on the ground to make fists.

“Even if you know it, it’s already too late. According to our plan, by the time you find the fake Dolores,

the real Dolores would have already been injected with a drug that disturbs people’s nerves and

causes memory loss and would have been taken away by my brother away from City B.” She raised

her head, looking at Matthew through the messy hair blocking her view, “Our purpose behind inducing

amnesia is to make her forget everything that happened to her, her giving birth to her children, meeting

you in this world. They can go to a quiet place and live a peaceful life, like ordinary couples. Maybe by

now, she is already under my brother, making love to him with all her being…”

Before she could finish her words, Matthew stunned her with a punch.

His eyes looked blood thirsty and every word that Maria said provoked him.

There was blood on his hands but he didn’t know it. He couldn’t stop shaking.

He returned to his senses after a while. Then he got up and left the room.

Nick greeted him immediately, “Captain Shawn is in his office.”

Matthew’s face was gloomy, “Don’t allow anyone to meet that woman. Keep an eye on her, check if she

doesn’t have any huge injuries. Just keep her alive.”

“Yes.” Nick is very thorough because he had been following Boyce for a very long time, he was very

discerning, “You can be rest assured, Mr. Nelson. I will handle it well without leaving a trace.”

Matthew nodded and left.

In the office.

No matter how Boyce teased or coaxed Samuel, he never laughed. He stood beside the table and

fiddled with the small five-starred red flag. He stretched out his hand and continued to play with it.

Boyce sat on the sofa and searched the internet about how to make children happy. The answers he

got were all about buying them toys, food or taking them to amusement parks.

But looking at Samuel, he looked more mature than the average five-year-old.

Those things obviously couldn’t be used to coax him.

“Samuel, don’t worry! We will definitely be able to find your Mommy.”

Samuel’s hands stopped fiddling the flag, tears filled his eyes and the tears that he had been holding

back all this time finally couldn’t help but stream down his face.

His mommy was gone. He was worried and scared. This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org: ©.

“Matthew.”

Matthew walked in and Boyce immediately got up from the sofa and sighed, “This kid is too mature.”

He didn’t know if this was a good or a bad thing.

Matthew glanced on the little figure standing by the table.

He seemed to have known that Matthew was coming. He quietly wiped the tears from his face and

turned around pretending to be fine, “Are you back?”

“Yeah.” Matthew answered.

“Port, terminal, airport, send people to keep an eye on all of the exit points.”

As long as he hadn’t left the country, he still had time.

Boyce understood Matthew’s intentions and nodded, “Don’t worry, I will never let him out of here. But

what are you going to do about Maria?”

“She doesn’t want to live. I will fulfill her wish.” He was calm and undisturbed, as if her life was not even

worth mentioning in his eyes.

Boyce gasped in shock and then said, “I see.”

“I will have Armand meet you.” Now, Armand and Terry came in handy.

After speaking, he waved to Samuel, “We should go now.”

Samuel came over and took the initiative to hold Matthew’s hand.

Looking at the tall and small figures leaving through the door, Boyce walked towards the desk and

made calls to arrange the people for investigating various exit points.

Samuel climbed into the car and buckled the seatbelt himself, “Can we go home first?”

Matthew didn’t ask why but agreed, “Okay.”

The car drove away from the detention center, shuttling aimlessly through the residential area and then

finally stopped by a quiet forest.

The engine was turned off.

Samuel hesitated and then said, “I think I need to make it clear to you.”

Matthew turned to look at him, “What do you want to say?”

“No matter if you like Mommy or not, I like you or not; right now, I don’t want to fight with you. let’s work

har together to find Mommy and what happens after wards, can wait until she comes back home.”

Until now, Samuel couldn’t be sure whether this father loved his Mommy or not.

He didn’t want to hate him now, because he had the ability to help him find his Mommy.

“You are not that old, but you sure think a lot.”

Samuel lowered his eyes, his thick curly lashes trembled lightly.

“Before, Uncle Sampson kept telling me one thing, that my mother exchanged her life for me and my

sister’s. When Mommy was still pregnant with us, she had a car accident and she was injured. Surgery

was needed, and if she didn’t undergo the operation she could have been disabled for life. But for the

operation they needed to use anesthetics, which meant that me and my sister were to be affected and

would not have been able to be born…”

He opened his eyes wide, not letting his tears fall down, “She underwent the operation without any

anesthesia to save my sister and me. I don’t know how much it would have hurt, I only heard that she

passed out from the pain many times and almost died…”

“I have been the only ‘man’ in my family since I was a child. I want to protect her, love her, so that she

would never be hurt again and will never experience pain.” He sniffed, “I don’t care if the man who

takes care of her in the future is my birth father or not. As long a he loves her, cherishes her, cares for

her and protects her, I will accept him and even call him Daddy.”

Samuel expressed his attitude that no matter who Dolores chose in the future, he was going to

understand and accept it.

But if even his birth father, Matthew, was unable to do all of the above, he was not going to accept him.

His Mommy deserved a great man to take care of her.

Matthew held his forehead with a hand placed on the car’s window. Shrouded in the shadow of a tree,

his expressions were submerged in darkness, only leaving a vague outline. A closer look showed that

his whole body was trembling slightly.

Right now, there were no words that could describe his inner feelings.

That kind of shock, that kind of impact made him feel heartache that couldn’t be expressed into

words…

After a long time, he was able to be calm enough to speak but his voice was still hoarse as he said to

Samuel, “We should go home.”

With that, he restarted the car.

“Wait a minute.” Samuel stared at the blood on the back of his hand, “Are you hurt?”

“No.” None of the blood on his hand belonged to him.

Samuel was inexplicably relieved and pulled out a wipe from the wet wipe box in front, “I’ll wipe it for

you.”

Matthew stretched out his hand and Samuel lowered his head holding Matthew’s hand with one hand,

he earnestly wiped the remaining blood off the back of his hand with his other hand.

He was very sensible and didn’t ask how he got it on his hands in the first place.

Matthew looked at him; his face was young and immature, yet it wasn’t immature at all.

His maturity made his heart hurt with a kind of pain that eroded his heart and lungs.