Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap
Chapter 168: The Desire to Conquer

She laid there for a long time and fell asleep without knowing it.

In her sleep, she felt someone hugging her from behind, kissing her on the neck and whispering her name in her ear.

"Lola."

Initially she thought it was a dream but the whisper made her wake up. She suddenly opened her eyes, turned her head and saw that Sampson's obsessive expressions had not yet dissipated and he was looking at her fiercely.

Without barely thinking, she lifted the quilt and got out of the bed.

She retreated to the wall barefoot, only stopping when there was no place left behind her.

Sampson didn't come to his senses for a couple seconds, then he looked at her, "Why are you getting so worked up?"

Dolores pretended to be calm and denied, "No, I am not getting worked up. I was in a deep sleep, but suddenly someone... I... I got scared.'

"It's just me, not a bad guy. Come back to bed." Sampson waved at her warmly, his upper body naked.

Dolores didn't move or respond to him. In the silence, she could hear the sounds of her dry breathes in her throat. She always felt extremely nervous and edgy whenever she was with Sampson. Her blood swelled as if her head was being pulled apart and her whole body was covered in a layer of cold sweat.

Sampson stared at her with his deep probing gaze, but also full of temptation, "Why? Are you afraid of me?"

Dolores shook her head, "No." She turned her head and glanced towards the balcony. The sky was already dark and only the lights in the room were on, "I slept for the whole afternoon and I am not sleepy anymore. You go to sleep."

Sampson lifted the quilt, got off the bed and approached her. Dolores was helpless with apprehension.

She kept crying inwardly. Don't come over, don't come over.

Sampson grabbed her slender wrist and said, "I want to sleep with you."

"But I am not sleepy anymore." Dolores was in a panic. Sampson's behavior had let her know what he wanted to do.

The clearer he expressed himself, the more afraid she got.

"I can't sleep either, so let's do something fun." He stared at Dolores. Because he had just woke up, his face was still red and his eyes were fiery, "We are a couple, you shouldn't refuse me."

This time Sampson was not as well-behaved as last night. He pulled her into his arms fiercely and held her tightly as he kissed her recklessly, "Lola, I want you today and I will not allow you to refuse." Dolores pushed him away like crazy, "I won't, I don't want to. Let me go!"

"Why not?" Sampson grabbed her restless hands and looked at her fiercely.

Dolores trembled all over and it took a long time for her to replace an excuse, "I... My stomach still hurts, I don't feel well..."

"Excuses!" Sampson interrupted her sharply, "You still remember everything, don't you?"

"I don't know what you are talking about." Dolores shook her head violently, struggling to get out of his control.

But the disparity in their strength was so great that she couldn't succeed.

Sampson laughed in a low voice gloomily, "You don't know? Then let me tell you. You didn't forget anything; you are just pretending to forget the past so that I will not give you that injection. Every minute every second that you spend here, you are continuously thinking about running away, right?"

"No, I didn't!" Her lips trembled, and she looked at him imploringly, "Will you let me go? I am feeling really uncomfortable..."

"I will make you feel comfortable!" This time Sampson was like a deranged beast. Regardless of Dolores struggles and begging, he pushed her down on the bed and ripped off her clothes. Dolores struggled desperately under him, "Please, let me go!"

Sampson ignored her. Perhaps it was her non-cooperation that aroused the desire to conquer in his bones. Her became even more presumptuous and his actions became rough. Suddenly, Dolores felt a chill in her chest as her clothes were roughly torn apart by Sampson.

"Are you a virgin? Why are you being so reserved?" Sampson stared at her alluring figure with red eyes and smiled evilly, "I love you so much, you should feel it."

Her heart broke with a crash. She couldn't break away from him at all. Her expressions were overwhelmed by despair. She stopped struggling, not because she gave up but because if she didn't stop struggling, it was only going to make Sampson crazier. She had no chance to break free from him.

Dolores stopped struggling. Sampson thought that she had given up and was willing to cooperate with him. He gently stroked her cheek, "You are a normal woman, I know that you want it too."

Dolores didn't say anything, looking desperately around the room. If she was forced by Sampson today, then she would rather die than live filthily.

There was nothing but a bed in this room and she had no tools even if she wanted to die.

Sampson had lost his mind with desire. He didn't notice Dolores thoughts at all and quickly took off his pants. Taking advantage of the short time of relaxation as he took his pants off, Dolores tried her best to push him away and rushed to the door to open it. She twisted the handle vigorously, but the door was tightly shut and she couldn't open it.

"You can't run away." Sampson stood behind her calmly, wearing only underwear on his body. His skin was white and delicate, but the gentleness that he used to have no longer existed.

Dolores hugged herself with her arms to hide her chest from being on display, slowly turned around to look at him and finally smiled.

She used to think that it was her fortune that she knew Sampson, but now she knew that this was actually a calamity.

Staring at the wall behind Sampson, she made up her mind.

Seeing her decisive expressions, Sampson panicked, "Lola..."

Dolores didn't want to hear him say even one more word. She was disgusted!

She rushed towards the wall like a crazy person. Sampson tried to stop her but he didn't know from where she got such brute force as she pushed him away. Bang! With a sound, her head hit the wall. The air in the room remained unmoved.

She wanted to open her eyes, but her eyelids were so heavy that she couldn't lift them up. Warm liquid flowed down her forehead as her consciousness was blurred.

Was she dying? She thought to herself.

She was still a little bit reluctant to die. She still hadn't made arrangements for her children, if she died, they would be bullied. They didn't even have a father and now she was going to leave them too.

It hurt... It hurt a lot.

She didn't want to leave them.

Her eyes grew darker and darker until she was completely swallowed by darkness. She completely lost her consciousness; her body fell like a crumbling hill.

"Lola..."

Sampson rushed over to hold her fallen body.

Her face was full of blood, her lively appearance gone. Sampson crazily wiped away the blood on her face, "Lola, Lola, don't scare me. Don't die please. I won't force you, wale up."

She did not respond, her body was like boneless flesh, lying softly in his arms.

The bright red blood stained Sampson's hands as he shook her, "Wake up! Wake up, Lola. Wake up!"

Still no response.

Sampson tore off the bed sheets to wrap her body. He held her in his arms and took her downstairs, "Bess, Bess..."

Bess had just laid down to rest. Listening to Sampson's hasty voice, she hurriedly got up from the bed and opened the door. When she walked out of the room, she was shocked to see Sampson holding Dolores whose face was covered in blood.

"What... What happened to her?"

But seeing that Sampson was almost naked, she could probably understand what had happened.

Sampson had told her that Dolores was her girlfriend.

But she thought that Sampson's way of loving was very twisted.

He did not loved Dolores but just wanted to possess her. If he really loved her, he would not have imprisoned her and restrict her freedom.

If he loved her, wouldn't he have given her a life of happiness and blessings?

Moreover, she could also see that Dolores didn't love him.

"You go get dressed, I will keep an eye on her for the time being."

Sampson had been so panicked just now that he hadn't thought about putting on his clothes. He couldn't go to the hospital looking like this.

"You keep an eye on her." He gently put Dolores on the sofa, then turned and ran upstairs.☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐