Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap novel Chapter 191

Time had stopped.

Dolores Flores stood there and was wobbling as if she was about to collapse.

Matthew Nelson stared her in the eyes desperately and spoke word by word.

"That night, it was me."

She was stunned by Matthew’s remarks and was thrown into confusion as if she had gotten struck by lightning.

She stood rooted to the ground.

"What...What did you say?" "How can it be, how can it be, how can it be you?" She said, covering her face with her hands while weeping and laughing at the same time.

It was unbelievable, she walked back and forth, thinking how could that be.

"Back then Sampson Herbert investigated for me, he said... he said it was a local that night, how could it be you?" Her leg accidentally knocked the bed edge, tumbled onto the bed, and rubbed her hair vigorously.

Matthew seized her self-injury-like scratching hand, held her chin, and forced her to look at him, "What did you say? You've investigated it?"

There were still remnants of tears in her eyes.

She looked at him with fear and anxiety, her mouth was like holding an ice cube in it, she whimpered for quite a long time but couldn’t get the words out, she pulled out her hand that Matthew had clutched, her fingers swept over his cheek, slid to his neck, along his collar, and touched his shoulder, "I suspected it when I discovered bite marks on your shoulder. So I requested Sampson to assist me to investigate, and he subsequently  informed me... that night was a local."

She gradually calmed down; could it be that her original thoughts were correct and Sampson had lied to her?

Sampson had always been there for her, taking care of her and assisting her, and had frequently stated that Samuel Flores and Simona Flores are pathetic without a father.

But, in reality, had he already known the truth all along but was keeping it from her?

"Did he lie to me?" she said, raising her gaze.

Matthew reached out to her and covered the back of her hand with his warm pal. He held her icy hands tight by wrapping them up with his hands.

At this time, his emotions were indescribable; All the words that he wanted to say turned into a kiss that deeply covered her lips.

Dolores was still in a dreamlike state where everything was so blurry and surreal.

Like a bubble in an illusion which burst after a poke.

But the heat from him who stood very close to her was so real and so intense.

"Have you looked into it?"

She wondered whether this was a falsehood he made up to comfort her.

"No need to investigate, I know it's you," Matthew said as he grabbed her hand in his palm and softly kneaded it.

He had no idea where the strange familiarity with her came from until he discovered the truth.

It was later revealed that there was a reason for all of this.

Dolores withdrew her hand, his palm abruptly became empty, which makes him felt uneasy, and he gazed up at her.

Dolores gazed at him, "I don't want to make a mistake."

When she calmed down, she was extraordinary calm; this was not a simple thing; It was about the father of her kid.

Matthew rubbed the corners of her eyes; she'd lost weight again, and her skin was chilly, he can imagine how much she'd endured.

"How do you believe I'm aware of this?" Matthew sat at the bedside, snatched her into his arms, stroked his hand on her shoulder, and informed her about Jayden Nelson who performed the paternity test behind her back.

So, there is no question that Samuel and Simona are his children.

Dolores closed her eyes slowly.

She still felt as though she were dreaming.

"Pinch me."

Matthew noticed the scar on her forehead when he dropped his gaze. The scar was not particularly visible and was hard to be noticed due to a layer of foundation covering them up. He lovingly caressed the scar. He kept lingering and caressing lightly and gently, with a hint of uncontrollable quivering.

His eyes were red. The redness in his eyes was caused by her leaving as well as the grief that resulted from him being not able to discover and protect her in time.

He cared so much about her, he felt protective of her. She had never seen such a vivid, profound, sympathetic look on his face, he used to treat her well, but always with reservations, she had never opened her mind, but now things changed a bit.

"What brings you here?" Matthew inquired.

According to Bess, Sampson was bringing her to Sichuan Province.

Why would he show up here and be involved in something with Charles White?