Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap
Chapter 470 Only You Can Seduce Me

At the moment Matthew walked out, she reached out to hold his neck. Tipping her toes, she inched closer to him. The heat of her breath was intentionally on his face, and every inhale and exhale was filled with pain. Her fingertips were trembling slightly while holding him tightly. She intentionally lifted the corner of her lips seductively, "Nothing is constant in this world. If one day I suddenly disappear, or if anything happens to me, will you fall in love with another woman?"

Matthew's expression was calm and he pursed his lips. She was suddenly so passionate, and this had happened without any warning. He had never imagined that she would one day seduce him like this. Just when he was still taken aback, her lips pressed onto his. It was a very light kiss, just like a dragonfly threading on water.

He frowned, "You..."

"Shh!" Her face was flushed red. When she spoke, she revealed her bright and white teeth, "Did I scare you? I noticed you were in a bad mood, so..."

Matthew pinched her chin, forcing her to look at him. Her eyes were darkening slowly, her hands hung by her side, and her fists were clenched. Only then she managed to put on a calm expression and look him in the eye. Biting her lips, she said, "Are you annoyed that I was fooling around..."

Before she finished her words, Matthew pressed his lips on hers, stopping her words from escaping her mouth. His kisses were always dominant and bossy, not allowing any room for rejection and retraction. He was so aggressive, it was as if he wanted to swallow her tongue. She frowned in pain, but didn't make any sound.

When his lips left hers, a strand tugged between their lips. He said word by word, "Only you can seduce me."

It was as if letting Dolores know that he will not fall in love with any other woman.

An uncontrollable pang of soreness welled up inside her, and her vision blurred from her tears. Quickly, she turned around, "You... go out first, I want to take a shower."

Matthew didn't move and continued standing there, his hands gliding over her shoulders and reaching out to her breasts. His slender fingers were picking at the buttons on her skirt. He said softly and deeply, "Let me help you."

Dolores' body was frozen, and her blood was slowly freezing. Perhaps it was because her back was against him, that was why she could maintain her calm.

She lowered her head to look at his long and flexible fingers, "Are you sure? Will you not be turned on by my naked body? It has only been two months, the doctor has instructed that we cannot have sex." His fingers paused momentarily.

Dolores used this opportunity to pushed him away, "Wait for me outside."

Finishing her words, she walked into the bathroom, and pulled the glass door shut. She had thought that she had prepared herself to face him, but reality was not this way. She was guilty, and she couldn't face him.

She wiped her tears away, and tried to cheer herself up. She took off her clothes and soaked herself in the water, cleaning herself properly. She thought of putting on something pretty, wanting to at least be compatible with him in terms of appearance.

Regardless of it being only for a day.

Her skin was very fair, it was as tender as white jade. When she got out from the water, her skin was smooth and crystal clear like water. She picked up the bathrobe that was propped on the side and slipped it on her graceful body. She washed her dark black hair, blew it dry and combed it till it was smooth. When she pulled open her bathroom door, there was no one left in the house.

Simona had come up to get Matthew. Dolores felt more relaxed when he wasn't there. She opened the wardrobe to look for the clothes that she wanted to put on today. Because she was a fashion designer, she had a special understanding towards fashion. Hence, she was clear on what kind of clothes suited her.

She reached out to pick out a slightly sexy suspender dress and put it on. The whole dress was white with a light texture, and the design was not complicated. Her slender waist would immediately be highlighted with a grip on the waist. The dress extended to below her knees. Her calves could be seen, and even though the neckline was a v-shape, it was not deep. It showed off her collarbone and long neck. She looked fresh and natural, carrying a hint of sexiness.

Her already dried hair was casually swept behind her head, a few strands of hair casually dropped on her ears, adding a womanly touch.

Although she had not put on any make-up, but her skin was good. Hence, she looked fresh and elegant, and completely natural.

She went downstairs, and Matthew was just coming out from Simona's room. Raising his head, he saw her.

Matthew's gaze checked her out for a moment, and his eyes darkened a little. He then walked over and held her hand, "Why are you dressed up so nicely, are you going for a date?" Her eyes crinkled in laughter, "Do I look good?"

He gripped her hand tighter and said, "You look good, I want to hide you up so only I can appreciate you."

Outside the villa, the driver was already waiting. Matthew opened the door for her, and she bent and sat inside. Following that, he sat in, and instructed the driver quietly, "Let's go."

Matthew had already arranged everything. She didn't have to worry about anything, and only had to follow him.

They had already informed the police station about it, so they would be able to handle the matters once they got there. The two children were about to enter primary school, and Jayden had already arranged their accounts properly. They only had to go and change their names now.

They didn't have to queue, so the matter could be done very quickly.

They only spent about ten minutes before the matter was completed.

When they returned to the car, Dolores said softly, "I'm not able to change how I address them so quickly."

It had already become a habit after all these years, she would need some time to adapt to calling them differently. But it was very normal for the children to follow the father's surname.

Matthew held her waist, pulling her into his arms, and lowered his eyes to look at her exposed shoulders. His brows furrowed slightly, but Dolores didn't realize that his gaze was on her. She leaned quietly in his arms, without asking what they were going to do next.

Very quickly, the car stopped at a florist. Matthew held her hand and got down from the car. Dolores suddenly felt like laughing. Actually, the time that both of them had spent together wasn't long. But she didn't know why, she often felt as if the both of them were already an old couple. Perhaps it's because the children were already big, that was why she had this illusion.

Now that she was suddenly dating like a youngster, and buying flowers, she felt a little shy about it. Dolores pulled at him, "Let's not buy these."

Matthew held her hand, pulling her forcefully into the shop. Aggressively, he requested simply to the flower shop owner for the number of roses required to mean 'I love you'.

It was the first time the shop owner had met customers like these. She looked at Dolores, then looked at the man who was speaking. Matthew looked particularly charming in his suit. When he wasn't speaking, he gave off an aura of distance and wealth.

The owner of the flower shop was a lady in her 40s, her gaze rested on Matthew for a moment, forgetting to say anything.

With a dark face, Dolores reminded her, "Are you not open for business?"

The shop owner retracted her gaze in embarrassment, and introduced, "There are lots of meanings to roses, it depends on the colour, and the quantity..."

"I want that one." Dolores cut off the shop owner's words, and pointed towards a bouquet of red roses.

She didn't like that this woman's gaze was constantly on Matthew, she wanted to quickly finish buying and leave.

"That is another customer's order..."

"Let me know the price." Matthew took out his wallet. If Dolores liked that bouquet, it didn't matter how much he spent, as long as she liked it.

The shop owner hesitated for a moment. Seeing that this man was so good-looking and so generous, she agreed, "Alright then."

She would wrap another bouquet for the other customer again.

She wouldn't say no to money, what's more this handsome man had already requested for it, she couldn't reject him.

The shop owner brought over the bouquet of flowers. When she handed it over to Dolores, she said, "This was originally reserved by a man, there are ninety-nine roses here, it is going to be used for his proposal. Seeing that your boyfriend is so handsome, I will give it to you guys first."

Dolores suddenly felt a little embarrassed. After all, this was pre-ordered by someone else, and was going to be used for his proposal. If she had spoilt his plan, it would be her fault.

The shop owner saw Dolores' hesitation, and put the flowers in her arms, saying smilingly, "No need to be embarrassed, I will make another bouquet."

Dolores could only accept it. When she walked out of the flower shop with the flowers in her hands, she really felt as if she was dating. It was just that her dating partner was not very good at being romantic. This was obviously something very romantic, but when he was doing it, it felt a little stiff.

But she liked it.

She held Matthew's arms proactively, and said, "I really like it."

He turned his head and lowered his eyes at her, looking at her smiling face, "Are you so easily satisfied?"

Dolores smiled. In fact, girls are very easily satisfied. If you offered enough safety and the occasional surprise, she would already feel very blissful.

The driver opened the door for them. Just when they were about to get on the car, a voice came through from behind them.

"Dolores."

Dolores turned around, and saw that a car was stopped on the opposite side of the road. Sean pushed open his door and got down, and ran across the road to them, "I thought I saw wrongly."

He had set out to go look for Dolores. But something came up and he had passed through this street, and through the glass window he had seen Dolores and Matthew in the flower shop. He couldn't confirm it was them, as it seemed that both of them weren't so 'childish'.

Only youngsters who were dating would buy flowers.

He lowered his head, hesitating for a moment, "This... Dolores, my father is sick, he would like to see you."