Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

Chapter 264 What was gained did not make up for what was lost

"What are you doing?" His voice sounded as if it was coming out of his chest and sounded muffled.

"..."

After three seconds of silence, Dolores forced herself to be calm and said, "He just gave me a ride." Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

Matthew chuckled. His eyes were dark. He thought he was calm, but then he said fiercely, "If he just

gave you a ride, why did he get so close to you? Are my eyes deceiving me? Or did he have other

intentions?"

Dolores' eyelids fluttered after she heard what he said. And she thought he was narrow-minded.

"Matthew..."

"You go inside." He interrupted what Dolores was trying to explain to him.

Dolores' heart did a flip, and she stepped into the hotel with worry.

"Mr. White, get out of the car. Let's have a chat." His voice sounded very calm, although he only looked

calm on the surface.

Charles got out of the car with the help of Tom. And then Matthew didn't look at him and walked

towards the green area outside the hotel. And Charles followed him.

"Mr. Nelson, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Matthew abruptly stopped in his tracks. He turned around and lifted Charles' collar so hard that

Charles' body left the wheelchair.

"You didn't understand my warning, did you?"

Charles's neck was squeezed by Matthew. Then he said in a choking voice, "I didn't do that. I think Mr.

Nelson must have misunderstood me. I only met Miss Flores to ask her about some issues."

Matthew smiled coldly, looking clearly not convinced by what he said. Although Dolores had no other

intentions towards Charles, Charles' intentions were very obvious.

"I think if Miss Flores would just say what happened before, then everything would be clear. And we

don't have to take the time and effort to investigate something that happened so long ago. And it's not

that easy to investigate it..."

Matthew increased the force of his hands. Then he leaned down slightly, looking condescending and

aggressive, "I am interested in Victoria's stories, but I will never force her to say anything she doesn't

want to say. Since you've touched my bottom line, this is the end of our cooperation. Then we will each

investigate the matter separately according to our abilities."

Matthew finished his words and let go of his hand, then Charles fell into the wheelchair, shaking it a few

times. The wheelchair looked like it was going to fall apart.

Charles said reluctantly, "Mr. Nelson, have you ever thought about how much you think we could find

out if the past is deliberately concealed? Or how much time would it take us to get to the bottom of

this?"

Matthew stopped walking as he coldly curled his lips, "So what if you can't find out?"

He was different from Charles, who wanted to find out what happened before because he wanted to

avenge his adoptive father's finger being cut off, but Matthew was only interested in Victoria.

Matthew wanted to know why she hid her last name. Didn't Jayden know about that?

He knew Victoria must have a secret. Although he wanted to know her secret, he would not force

Dolores to tell him about it.

In fact, he was afraid to know the truth about that secret inside, for he felt that Dolores' change of

attitude towards him was related to that secret.

He knew that a secret that could make her change her attitude must not be simple. And he was afraid

he was involved in the truth.

He was very conflicted, for he wanted to know the truth, but he was afraid to find out.

In the hotel, as his grandmother came to visit him, Armand arranged a dinner party to welcome her

grandmother. He had called everyone together and reserved the largest private room in the hotel.

Everyone was there, but only Matthew was not there.

Dolores was holding her daughter. She stroked her hair for a while to hide her anxiety, for she didn't

know if Matthew would have any conflict with Charles.

"Let me introduce you all. This is my grandmother. She's the grandmother who sacrificed everything to

raise me." Armand introduced his grandmother grandly.

His grandmother did not cooperate with him and said, "Who doesn't know that I am your grandmother?

Do you need to introduce me to everyone? We all know each other here. You told me that you were

getting married at the end of the year, so where is your girlfriend?"

Armand's face stiffened, and he looked instantly depressed and upset.

His grandmother could not say anything to him without asking him where his girlfriend was, as if she

were possessed. And she also asked him if he would definitely get married by the end of the year.

And his grandmother asked him back and forth several times. And it took his grandmother just one

morning to ask him.

He felt like he was going crazy.

And he could not wait to find a woman to get married at once so that Mrs. Leslie would stop talking

about it.

Boyce watched the dramatic scene in silence beside them. Theresa, on the other hand, seemed to

have nothing to do with it. She neither interrupted her nor expressed her opinions. And she

occasionally talked to Samuel, who was sitting next to her.

Dolores looked clearly preoccupied and depressed.

Armand's grandmother took a look around the table. She thought that Dolores was not an option as

Armand's wife. And she found that Theresa was the only one left who was not married. Then she said,

"What's your name?"

Theresa looked at Armand and then at her grandmother, "My name is Theresa Gordon."

"Theresa Gordon? Your last name is Gordon, and your first name is Theresa?" Mrs. Leslie asked,

smiling.

Theresa nodded, "Yes."

Mrs. Leslie asked again, "Do you have a boyfriend?"

Before Theresa could say anything, Boyce answered for her, "She does."

Mrs. Leslie pulled a long face immediately. And she wondered in her mind why Theresa didn't wait for

her grandson Armand and why Theresa found a boyfriend so early.

Mrs. Leslie sighed.

Theresa turned her head to look at Boyce.

Boyce smiled as he spread his hands in despair, "Didn't you and Armand tell us that you were in a

relationship?"

Armand was speechless.

Mrs. Leslie's eyes lit up. Then she thought, "Is Theresa in a relationship with Armand?

Did that mean her grandson had a girlfriend?

Slap!

With a slap, Mrs. Leslie slapped Armand on the back. Then she grumbled as she said with a smile on

her face, "Why didn't you tell me about it?"

Armand inhaled deeply, looked at Theresa silently, and didn't dare to breathe.

"Oops." Mrs. Leslie was overjoyed. Then she got up from her seat and walked over to Theresa. She

looked left and right. Although Theresa looked less pretty when she was standing with Dolores, as Mrs.

Leslie looked at Theresa, she thought Theresa looked beautiful as well. Besides, Theresa had a heart-

shaped face, big eyes, white skin, and looked very young.

Mrs. Leslie dragged Theresa's hand and held it in hers, "Why didn't you tell me you were in a

relationship with Armand? Did he bully you? I'm telling you, just tell me if Armand bullies you. I'll beat

him up."

"It is nothing like that..."

"Grandma, Grandma, don't scare my girlfriend." Armand came over and chimed in, "I'm afraid to talk to

you about it, for I'm just afraid you'll get too excited."

"Armand..."

"Grandma, please sit down." Armand just wouldn't let Theresa talk. As soon as she opened her mouth,

he deliberately interrupted her.

Theresa was so angry that her face turned red. She thought Armand was such a jerk! And she had

made it clear to him before.

"Good, good, good." Mrs. Leslie looked at Theresa. And the more she looked at Theresa, the more she

felt that she was very pleased with Theresa. And she said good three times in a row, so she was very

happy and very satisfied with Theresa.

This was deception and kidnapping! And Theresa must not let Armand use her to deceive Mrs. Leslie.

"Armand, come out with me." She had to talk to him and make it clear.

Armand patted Mrs. Leslie on the shoulder, "I'll go outside to talk with Theresa for a few minutes, then

we'll come in later."

"If you guys want to say something, you can say it right here. Why do you have to go outside to talk?"

Mrs. Leslie wanted to talk to Theresa and find out more about her family.

Armand straightened his face, "What's going on? If we want to have a private conversation, do you still

want to hear it too?"

"No, I don't." Mrs. Leslie quickly waved her hands off.

Since his grandson had grown up to be an adult and had finally found a girlfriend, she couldn't let her

grandson break up with his girlfriend because of her.

If she had done that, it would not have been worth it.

Theresa passed by Armand and tugged on his coat, "Hurry up."

Armand comforted Mrs. Leslie, "She's a bit shy. And she's a little thin-skinned. I was afraid she'd be

embarrassed, so I didn't tell you she was my girlfriend. I'll go comfort her."

"Go ahead." Mrs. Leslie waved her hand and told him to go comfort his girlfriend. And she totally

supported him to do so.

After Armand comforted Mrs. Leslie, he walked out of the room. When he saw Theresa angrily standing

in the hallway, he took a deep breath before walking over to her.