Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap
Chapter 78: Someone Would Pay for This

They all reached their heads out and waited to see what Matthew was going to do about it. Would he admit it, or would he not?

If he admitted it, it would be so embarrassing. He carried that thing around. Was he preparing to have sex at anytime and anyplace?

Chester felt like his mouth was sore now. He wanted to laugh but could not do it. He could only restrain himself.

The assistant beside him took out his phone and wanted to film this. Abbott was about to stand up and stop him. If words got out, how would it reflect on Matthew? But as soon as he moved, he was grabbed by Matthew, "Sit down."

Matthew reached his hand to get the Durex in Samuel's hand. He held it in his hand and observed it for two seconds before putting it into his pocket, "Thanks."

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Samuel was feeling weird. Why wasn't he angry?

It was obvious that his friends were all laughing at him.

Matthew seemed to have detected his confusion.

He bent down and said beside Samuel's ear, "Someone will pay for this."

Samuel glared at him. What did he mean by that?

But Matthew had no intention to tell him what he meant by that. Though Samuel played a trick on him, he was not feeling embarrassed. Instead, he was feeling quite good. He raised his glass which was refilled by Chester before and bottomed it up.

Abbott had no clue about what just happened.

Chester who was sitting beside Matthew was confused too. Matthew was confronted with such an embarrassing scandal. Shouldn't he be trying to cover it up? Why did he admit it generously?

Was it because the more one tried to hide, the more one was exposed? Or was it because honest man feared neither light nor dark?

Chester didn't understand. But he was in no place to ask about it. So he looked at Samuel and said smiling, "Little lad, do you want to stay here and have some food?" Samuel shook his head and looked at Matthew with confusion all over his eyes. He wondered why he wasn't angry with him.

He could not figure it out and could only turn around and get out of the private room.

"Samuel..."

Samuel was out for too long, so Dolores came looking for him.

After Samuel left the private room, he saw Dolores crying his name in angst. So he hurried to her side, "Mummy."

Hearing his sound, Dolores turned around. Watching her son running to her, she heaved a sigh of relief. She squatted down to welcome her son, who bumped into her arms. "Where did you go?" Dolores asked seriously.

What if he got lost?

Samuel lowered his head and said slightly, "This restaurant is so big. I got lost."

Dolores didn't buy it at all. Samuel's memory was quite good. He could not have got lost.

"Tell mummy the truth." Dolores put her hands around Samuel's face and raised it up to make him look at her.

"There is not a urinal for kids in the bathroom. I am not tall enough for the others. So I waited until a mister helped me. That's why I was late."

"Then why didn't you just tell the truth?"

"It's not something I am proud of." Samuel pursed his lips.

He looked shy and embarrassed.

That was just his personality.

Dolores stood up and held his hand, "Come on, let's go have lunch."

Dishes were all on table already.

Samuel was a bit distracted, still clinging to what Matthew said.

Someone would pay for him?

Who?

After lunch, Jessica planned to take the kids home. They had been on the flight for too long, which made them tired. Jessica had better take them back and have them washed up. Then they could have a rest. "I will take them back first, then I will come pick you up." Theresa said.

"No need. You can head to the shop directly. I will go to the shop by myself later." LEO planned to set up a branch, which left much work to be done. She was the person in charge, so many things needed to be decided by her.

"Okay then." Theresa got in the car.

Samuel sat in the car and looked out of the car window. He looked at Dolores who was standing beside Sampson and heaved a sigh.

If only Sampson was richer and more handsome than Matthew.

"Do you have something to tell me?" Dolores looked at the car driving away.

"We will walk and talk." Sampson reached his hand out and wanted to hold her hand. But his hand stopped in the air and then was put down.

Knowing Maria was responsible for the car accident, Sampson felt guilty.

He felt guilty for Dolores.

"Do you have something on your mind?" When they were in the car, Sampson wanted to speak but kept silent. When he was having lunch with them, he seemed distracted too. Clearly there was something on his mind.

Sampson smiled. His mind was indeed burdened. One was his beloved woman, and the other one was his sister by blood. His complicated emotions were beyond depictions by words.

"Lola, do you think I am good to you?" Sampson looked at the road before him.

"Yes, I do." Dolores answered honestly.

Sampson was truly good to her, which she had never doubted.

Sampson went silent for a while, "If, I mean if."

Dolores smiled. In her memory, Sampson rarely behaved like this, "Just say it."

Sampson thought about how to speak up for a while, "If, you replace out later that I am not that good. Will you hate me then?"

"Of course not." Dolores didn't detect the tentative tone in his voice.

"Maybe I worry about personal gains and losses too much." He smiled bitterly, "What can I do to make you love me?"

Dolores lowered her head and bit her lips. Six years had passed. And it was a long time.

Sampson was no longer the young man in his twenties like he used to be.

He had really waited for too long.

Though she didn't love him, but maybe she shouldn't reject this man who was truly good to her.

Jessica was very concerned with her lifelong happiness too.

"...Let me think of it." Still she couldn't just say yes to Sampson now.

Sampson stopped, "What did you say?"

He looked at Dolores in full surprise and couldn't believe it.

She...She said yes?

Dolores looked at the buttonwood beside the road and said calmly, "I know you are very good to me. And my mum wishes that we can be together. I...I don't want to fail you."

It was not because of love or affection. She felt nothing about love for him.

It was just because the man had accompanied her for too long, if she continued to reject him, she would feel guilty.

If she didn't deserve to have a romantic relationship with someone in this life, then she shouldn't fail this dedicated man.

Make him happy. That was a way to repay him for his love and care.

If they were still in Country A, Sampson would fell very happy. But he felt much heavier now.

He could feel that it was not because she loved him but because of his care for her in these years that Dolores said yes now.

In other words, she was just paying him back.

The more she acted like this, the heavier Sampson felt in his heart. After all, he lied to her.

What would she do once she found out the truth?

He dared not to think about it.

"Dolores."

"Em?"

Dolores turned to look at him and before she could see his face, she was taken into his arms and held tightly.

He held her tightly, as if he was sacred he would lose her at any moment.

Dolores didn't move and didn't try to break free either. She just stood there in silence. She could feel the complicated emotions bursting in Sampson's heart.

She thought it was all because of her. So she reached her hands out to hug him and pat his back, "Starting from now, I will try to be good to you"

As for his mother, she would think about it later.

Sampson's body froze.

She would be good to him?

He buried his head in her neck, "I am afraid that you will be good to me now."

Once she knew the truth, she would hate him as much as she was good to him now.

"I drive you to the shop?"

"No. I am just back and want to walk around for a while. I can go to the shop by myself." Dolores said plainly.

She meant what she said. Though she had no good memory here in this place, she had a special bond to it.

"Okay then. When will the branch shop open? Remember to send me an invitation card."

"Okay." Dolores smiled.

Watching Sampson getting in the car, Dolores took in a deep breath. She began walking on the road. It was early August, and the weather was still hot. Sweat began oozing from her forehead. "Care for a drive?" A taxi driver pulled up beside her and tried to make a deal.

Dolores turned around and saw the face of the taxi driver. Her face changed. Wasn't he...☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐