Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap
Chapter 252 Following Closely

Since they had time to go out and play, Dolores asked his son, Samuel, to go together. She was concerned that his eyesight would suffer as a result of his constant gaming. They did, however, see Charles as soon as they went down.

Charles looked at the family of four, who were coming out from the lift, and asked with a smile, "Are you going to go out?"

Matthew sneered, "Mr. White, you're following us closely all the time."

Charles was not angry and smiled, "Mr. Nelson is flattering me."

He looked at Dolores, "I know there is a place that is suitable for children to play here. I can lead the way for you."

Charles was making a decision rather than asking a question, "You come to my place, and I should be hospitable to you. I hope Mr. Nelson and Ms. Flores will bear with me if there is anything that I didn't do well enough."

Dolores couldn't refuse since Charles had said it like this. She glanced at Matthew and smiled lightly, "Then I will put Mr. White to the trouble of showing us the way to the place."

"It isn't a problem." Charles smiled, "Actually, the reason I looked for you was to ask you if you want to go out. After all, you have two children. They must be bored staying at the hotel all of the time."

Dolores gave a stiff smile and explained, "Because I have to bring them out to play, so I have no time..."

Dolores didn't even have to explain. Charles knew that it was Matthew that didn't allow her to meet him.

To make this petty Matthew even angrier and more uncomfortable, he smiled, "Before you leave, we probably have to meet more often. I also moved to the hotel today."

"Why Mr. White want to stay at the hotel? Is it because you don't have a place to stay?" Samuel stood next to Dolores, and Dolores held his hand.

"Hmm--" Charles pondered for a moment, "For the sake of convenience in taking care of you. You see, I live in White City and this hotel is my place. You will be more convenient if I'm here." Samuel blinked his eyes. Even if he wasn't there, they were fine. If one is rich, he will be convenient everywhere.

Charles obviously came here for mummy.

He had previously wished for Charles to fight for mummy with daddy. But now, he no longer wished for it.

He was worried that daddy and mummy would break up and he would not have a daddy anymore.

Furthermore, Matthew was more handsome and wealthier than Charles. But the most important thing was that Charles could not walk.

Samuel held Dolores' hand tightly, as if he was afraid that Charles would steal her mummy.

"Let's go. It's not early now. Let's go and play first, and then we can go and see the fountain later." Charles went to the front and led the way.

He didn't treat himself as an outsider.

When he got into his car, Charles said, "My car will be at the front. You can just follow my car."

Matthew squinted coldly at him, "You don't even treat yourself as an outsider."

Charles smiled, "Ms. Flores and I have known each other for quite some time. I also have collaboration with Mr. Nelson. So, of course, I'm not an outsider." Matthew didn't respond and got into the car.

The bodyguard closed the door, blocking Charles' view.

Tom pushed Charles' wheelchair, and Charles got into his car.

The place mentioned by Charles was not far away from the hotel. It was only about a ten-minute drive away. It was a newly repaired building that imitated the ancient style of the building in the past. The long corridor was built along a clear, man-made lake. The long corridor was precisely and exquisitely repaired. Every tile and brick, even the tiniest details of the wood carving, was meticulously constructed. It looked very delicate.

At the end of the long corridor stood an old mansion. The mansion's gate was magnificent, resembling the mansion where the prince lived in ancient times. It was as if they had stepped into the world in ancient times.

In the lake, there were some red koi, as well as wooden boats, silk, red lanterns, and boatmen floating on the water.

"You can feed the fish on the boat," Charles said after noticing Simona's eagerness to try.

"I want to have a ride on the boat and feed the fish," shouted Simona, who was very excited. Children can quickly become interested in something and be satisfied with it easily.

Although it was nothing out of the ordinary, she wanted to do it because she was interested.

Since the weather was nice today, they could also relax by boating and feeding the fish.

"Okay. Then we'll go boating and fish feeding. I'll go and buy the fish food." Dolores asked his son, Samuel, to stand here and wait for her.

The shop that sold fish food was at the other end of the corridor. Dolores made her way to the shop.

Matthew stood by the corridor, gazing at the crystal-clear lake. He could clearly see the seaweed, which looked like long hair, underneath. The place had cleaner and fresher air than in the city. "There will be a lot of people here if today is a two-day weekend." This place had become a popular place for many people to go for a walk on their rest day.

It would be so satisfying to bask in the sun while feeding the fish.

Matthew squinted at Charles, sneered at him, "Mr. White, you care about us so much every day, aren't you eyeing Dolores?"

Charles did not hide his thoughts, "I saved Ms. Flores and let her recover at my home because I mistook her for Victoria's daughter. My adoptive father left his final wish before passing away. He hoped that I would marry Victoria's daughter. But it wasn't,..."

Matthew remained calm, but there was an emotional shift in his heart.

He became increasingly interested in Victoria saying her past.

Clearly, she and Nathan had feelings for each other. But why, in the end, was she married to his father?

Charles paused for a while and said calmly and undisguisedly, "The period that I am in contact with Ms. Flores is not long, and I do have feelings for her. I also know that you and she were not as close as what we saw. I think I can still try to fight for her."

There was a sudden gust of wind. Matthew turned his head back and returned his gaze to Charles, who was in the backlight and was calm. Their gazes collided. It was more powerful than ten thousand words and ten thousand fights.

Matthew looked calm, "Mr. White, you're not only wrong from the beginning, but you won't have any chance in the future. She and I get along fine.

Not emphasizing, not showing off, not bluffing, but just simply stating. Matthew was just this cool and confident.

Charles knew, his confidence was given by Dolores.

He could tell that Dolores' attitude towards Matthew had changed. It wasn't pretending like she used to, but it came from her heart, a reaction of her body instincts. She was concerned about Matthew's feelings.

Just like just now, when he said that he wanted to lead the way, Dolores turned back to look at Matthew, as if she was afraid that Matthew was unhappy.

When she cared about someone's feelings, it meant she already had a place in her heart for that person.

Charles was still smiling but was a bit rueful, "Never mind, if she gets sick of you one day, I don't mind being her back-burner guy."

He didn't mind losing his face?

Samuel quietly moved to the side of Matthew and held his hand, "My mummy is not a half-hearted person. We are not going to be separated."

He knew and was certain about which of these two men, Matthew or Charles, was the most suitable for his mummy and their family.

Matthew was his and Simona's father.

They were a complete family only if his mummy was with Matthew.

He wouldn't allow anyone to ruin their family.

Charles wanted to talk with Samuel, "Samuel..."

Plop!

"What's that sound?"

Suddenly, the sound of something falling into the water was heard.

Samuel raised his head, "Why hasn't mummy come back after so long?"

Matthew raised his head and cast a thoughtful glance at Charles. He took his son, "Let's go take a look."

Charles followed them as well.

On their way, they noticed that the fish food scattered all over the ground. There was more than one footprint on the lawn, and they were not large. They were, without a doubt, women's footprints. There were a lot of big ripples spreading on the water surface.

"Help..."

Matthew took a look at the water. Perhaps because the lake was too deep, the person inside the lake sometimes had her head outside, sometimes sank in the water.

He couldn't see her face, but he was sure that the person who had fallen into the lake was Dolores.

He put down his daughter without hesitation. It was bitingly cold in December. The water in the lake was even colder, piercingly cold.☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐