Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap
Chapter 575 She Felt Like She Was Trapped

Matthew's body stiffened and he turned around, "How comes you're upstairs?"

"Can't I come upstairs?" She leaned her head forward and took a glance at the basin. Why did she feel that he didn't want her to see the thing in the basin? Matthew moved his body to block her vision, "We have a guest today. Shouldn't you entertain her?"

"Your daughter is entertaining her." Dolores looked up at him. The more he tried to hide it, the more curious she became. "Why do I feel you're guilt-stricken now?"

Matthew coughed lightly and cleared his throat, "What can I be guilt-stricken for?"

"If you're not guilt-stricken, you should move aside." Dolores reached out to push him aside, and when she saw the underwear she bought in the mall today was in the water in the basin. Matthew, "..."

The bathroom was prevailed by silence for several seconds.

Dolores suddenly chuckled.

Matthew asked with a serious expression, "What are you laughing at?"

Leaning against the frame of the door and supporting her belly, Dolores was still laughing.

Oh, this man is so cute!

Matthew, "..."

"Go out!" He said seriously.

Dolores tried to restrain her laughter, but she still couldn't beat it. She said in a smiling tone, "I won't laugh again."

Matthew ignored her, turned around and continued to wash her underwear.

The scene of Matthew holding women's underwear was supposed to be emotionally ambiguous, but it didn't have any trace of ambiguity now. It was just that Dolores didn't expect he would wash her underwear for her.

She was clutched by warmth.

Dolores wrapped her arms around his wiry and athletic waist from behind with her forehead against his wide back. Matthew's body became a bit stiff, but it was restored to its natural state soon. He turned around to take a glance at her and asked, "Will you show it to me tomorrow?"

Dolores tightened the grip on his waist and groaned a nasal sound.

Matthew was very satisfied with the answer.

His effort was not in vain.

"Honey," Dolores called him in a cute tone.

Matthew, who was washing underwear, paused and asked, "How did you address me?"

Did he mishear it just now?

Dolores didn't reply. Separated by the thin cloth, she landed a kiss on his back. When feeling the softness from his back, Matthew's throat became dry. With his nerve tensed up, he asked what was wrong with her today.

Why did she suddenly become so enthusiastic?

Dolores whispered, "Do you have any social media?"

Matthew, "???"

What did she mean?

"Huh?"

"I'm asking about those common social media applications, like WeChat, Tinder and Weibo." When speaking, she kept rubbing against his waist.

Matthew looked down at her hands. He sensed a trace of abnormality from her words. Why did she suddenly ask this weird question?

"Aren't you my WeChat friend? I never post anything. As for Tinder, what's it? I have an official account on Weibo, but I don't follow anyone. What's wrong?"

He turned around. As his hands were wet, he didn't touch her. Matthew said gingerly, "Er... I promise I won't flirt with the other woman outside. What happened? Can you not beat the bush? I feel so flustered and scared."

He had a feeling that she was trying to replace out something.

This made him feel restless.

Seeing that he was so prudent, Dolores knew that he must have misunderstood it. She reached out to hook his neck and asked with a smile, "Why are you afraid of this?"

"I'm afraid that you may misunderstand me..."

Before he could finish his words, Dolores suddenly tiptoed and landed a kiss on his lips. She looked at him seriously and said, "I never doubt you."

She still trusted him even when Declan played the tricks and sent those verisimilar photos to her.

Unless she heard and saw the scene by herself, she wouldn't believe it no matter what other people said.

In her opinion, love needed mutual trust and candour.

If she didn't trust him, she wouldn't have chosen to be with him.

He always gave her a surprise and he looked very charming when he was gentle to her.

"Do you know how much I like your look just now?" His every word and every expression impressed her a lot.

"So do you want to reward me?" He clasped her waist with his arms and didn't touch her with his hands.

Dolores smiled lightly, "What reward do you want?"

"Will you agree to it no matter what my request is?" A trace of cunning light flashed across his eyes and disappeared at the next moment like a falling star. Dolores didn't have any repose. She tilted her head, pondered for a while and said, "Well, as long as it's within my ability, I will definitely satisfy you." Matthew smiled triumphantly and slowly shifted his gaze from her face down to her chest, "As for my request, you can definitely do it."

Dolores finally noticed his burning gaze. She couldn't help reminding him, "We will have dinner soon. Don't make a fuss now. We still have a guest." "Coral isn't that fast and the dinner won't be ready so quickly. And they won't come upstairs randomly." He explained.

"Nope..."

"You promised me just now."

Dolores, "..."

Why did she feel she was trapped?

Maybe it was because his hands were in the water just now, they felt a bit cold. The clothes for summer were very thin. Separated by the thin cloth, his hand landed on her back, but she could still feel the chillness and she couldn't help having goose bumps all over. Dolores pushed him softly and said, "Wait until tonight,"

Matthew replied in a husky voice, "I can't wait."

He held up Dolores's hand and pressed it on his penis. It felt hard and hot. Dolores' mind went blank and her face flushed. She felt thirsty.

It seemed like she couldn't utter any word to refuse him.

Matthew carried Dolores to the mirror and hugged her from behind. They all looked at the reflections of the other person in the mirror. Their desire for each other was so obvious.

As Dolores wore a dress today, Matthew lifted it effortless. His robust chest was clung so tightly to her back.

The moment he thrusted his thing into her private part, Dolores slightly knitted her brows and moaned.

As she was pregnant, Matthew was very restrained and didn't use too much strength,

Even so, they made love for a long while. In the end, Dolores couldn't maintain her balance anymore. She leaned forward and clasped the edge of the basin with both hands to prevent her belly from knocking the edge of the basin. The mirror in front of them was completely covered by the spray caused by their breaths and they could only vaguely see two persons who were moving.

In the end, Dolores was carried out of the bathroom by Matthew because she was weak in her legs and had no strength.

Matthew put her onto the bed and pulled over the quilt to cover her body as she was not properly dressed. His voice was still husky after the sex, "Sleep for a while and we can have dinner later."

With her eyes narrowed, Dolores didn't want to move at all. Lying on the bed, she felt so sleepy, but she still couldn't fall asleep with ease. She said weakly, "We have a guest today. It's inappropriate if I don't go downstairs."

Matthew tugged the hair that blocked her eyes aside and his fingertips touched her forehead. There were some sweats on his finger. He leaned forward to kiss her eyes. Dolores subconsciously closed her eyes. He said in a low voice, "Don't think too much. Be obedient, all right?"

Dolores replied with a gentle nasal sound and reached out to clasp his hand, saying, "Don't forget to wake me up."

Matthew replied, "Okay." He then let her go to bed without any mental burdens.

Matthew watched Dolores falling asleep and then stood up. He cleaned the washroom. When he finished cleaning, it was almost time. He gently closed the door and walked downstairs. Coral walked to the stairs, preparing to tell them to have the meal. When seeing Matthew, she asked, "The dinner is ready. Shall we begin the meal now?"

Matthew replied with a nasal sound.

"Where's Mrs. Nelson?" As Coral didn't see Dolores, she asked.

"She's sleeping and will eat later." Matthew's expression was calm and his tone of voice was also composed. Coral didn't think too much of it. After all, Dolores was pregnant now, so it was normal for her to have sleepiness. She went out for the whole day today, so she must have been tired."

"I will prepare it now." Coral turned around and walked into the kitchen to take out the dishes. Matthew knocked at Amanda's door, yet got no reply.

He knocked at the door again, "Amy?"

"Dad, please don't come in." Amanda's voice sounded obviously restless.

Matthew furrowed his brows, "Amy, what are you doing in the room?"