Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

Chapter 26: An Ambivalent Woman

Matthew took a glance at him, “Don’t pry into my personal affairs.”

Abbott smiled ingratiatingly, “I did it because I was really curious. Ms. White had been staying by your

side for a long time, and I think Ms. White is more suitable for you.”

“Abbott Baron.” Matthew uttered his name slowly, exuding an ineffably imposing aura. Abbott felt the

chill and shivered. Just as he was about to explain it, his gaze met with Mathew’s spuriously smiling

eyes. “Since you’re so interested in my personal affairs, what about having a seat and talking about

this?” asked Matthew.

Abbott broke into cold sweats on the back and laughed awkwardly, “No need.”

Right at this moment, the lift arrived at the destination floor. Abbott hastily took a step backwards to

distance himself from Matthew.

Matthew shot a glance at him and walked out of the lift.

Helen seemed to have known that Matthew would come back to the office at this moment and was

waiting for him at the door with a document in her hand. When seeing Matthew walk out of the lift, she

hurriedly walked over, “Mr. Nelson, this document requires your signature.”

She didn’t mention the things that happened yesterday.

Being unreasonably troublesome would only disgust him; while being sensible and obedient would help

her win his favor.

Matthew took the document, cursively signed his name, and then handed the document, saying, “Let’s

have dinner together.”

Was this compensation for her?

Helen smiled, “Okay.”

“You can choose the restaurant you like.” He was responsible for this woman after all.

Helen followed him while reporting the subsequent scheduling to him.

When they arrived at the door of the office, Helen closed the schedule file and asked, “What would you

like to drink?”

“A cup of coffee, please.” He then walked into his office.

Helen came to the tea room to make the coffee. When she saw the newly-promoted manager of the

human resources department leading Dolores to the tea room, she became a bit anxious. ‘Why Dolores

Flores is here?’ She thought to herself.

Helen put down the coffee pot, walked out of the tea room, blocked the manager’s way, and stared at

Dolores, “Why are you here?”

There were defence and shock in her eyes. It seemed like she hadn’t expected that Dolores would

show up in the company.

Dolores smiled, “I’m a translator of the company.”

Helen clenched her fists, fixing her eyes on Dolores. So Dolores seduced Matthew after she left that

day?

Otherwise, how could she be recruited by the company?

Dolores walked over and whispered in her ear, “My hubby wants to see me at every moment, so he

asked me to work in the company. In this way, he can always see me.”

“Don’t brag about yourself!” Helen glared at her, “Who do you think you are? Ah? Who would take

fancy to you? Go and see your reflection in the mirror!”

Even though she was exceedingly wrathful, her remaining reasons reminded her not to blurt out

Dolores’ relationship with Matthew, since all the staff in the company knew that she, Helen White, was

the woman that Matthew would marry in the future.

Seeing that Helen was anxious, Dolores sneered.

They were destined to be enemies the moment Helen stimulated Jessica and caused her to have

psychosis.

Helen soon pulled herself back to reality. Since they were now on her home ground, wasn’t it a piece of

cake for her to make troubles for Dolores?

Helen inadvertently glanced over Dolores’ belly and thought to herself, ‘I’ll not allow her to give birth to

this baby.’

“Ms. White, do you know Ms. Flores?” The manager of the human resources department had

discovered that they seemed to have some grudges against each other, but she wouldn’t say

something rashly; instead, she pretended that she hadn’t perceived anything.

There was no fool here. The staffs working in companies like WY Group were all wise people.

Helen curled her lips into a smile that she had in usual times and replied blandly, “We’ve met before.

Now that she’s the new translator of the company, just leave her to me. I’ll arrange for her.”

“That’s great.” The manager smiled.

After the manager’s leaving, Helen deliberately ignored Dolores and went back to the tea room to make

coffee.

Dolores frowned, thinking, ‘Why this woman is so childish? Does Helen think that I will be bothered by

such tiny tricks?’

“Ms. White, if you’re busy, I’ll go to my hubby’s office and ask him…” This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

“Shut up!” Helen had barely managed to control her mood, but was soon irritated by the word ‘hubby’

again.

Why didn’t this woman go to hell?!

Dolores smiled, “What is done by night appears by day. Ms. White, you’re the one who offended me

first!”

She… Did she know it?

How many details did she know?

No… No way… She wouldn’t have discovered it. That middle-aged woman, the only woman who knew

about the truth, had been dead. How could she know about it?

Helen suppressed the anxiety and said calmly, “Sorry, Ms. Flores, I don’t know what you’re talking

about.”

“Ms. White, hadn’t you been to MY Apartment Complex?” Dolores asked why fixing her gaze on

Helen’s face.

Helen was stunned for a moment. It turned out that she was talking about this matter.

She hadn’t expected that Dolores would know about it this soon.

But it was okay as long as she hadn’t found out that matter.

Even if this was the case, she wouldn’t admit it. Helen pretended to be confused, “MY Apartment

Complex? Is that your domicile, Ms. Flores?”

Dolores sneered and decided not to continue this topic, for both of them were clear of the truth. She

asked, “Where’s my working position?”

Helen pointed at the most remote corner of the office, “It’s over there.”

Dolores tried to anger her, “Even if you arrange me to work in a corner, we’re still working in the same

room.”

After finishing the words, she headed towards her working position.

There were many documents about WY Group’s new project in A Country, yet the company didn’t find

a translator before, so the documents were accumulated.

Helen gave her all the documents and left her no room to have a rest, requesting her to finish the

translation of all these documents in two days.

When it was time to get off work, Dolores was still concentrating on the translation of these documents.

When Matthew walked out of his office, Helen had changed the suit she had been wearing during

working time into a white, long dress. With her maroon hair and delicate make-up, she looked quite

charming and elegant.

She walked over and wrapped her arm around his, “I remember that you favor the dishes of Sanskrit

Sky Restaurant, so I booked a table there.”

Matthew replied with a nasal sound blandly, showing little interest in it.

When he inadvertently glanced over Dolores who was sitting in a corner, he slightly raised his

eyebrows.

Helen hastily explained, “There was only one vacant working position, so I could just ask her to sit

there.” She then added, “I did it partly for my ulterior motive.”

Even if she didn’t point it out, Matthew would be able to see through it.

So it was a better choice for her to take the initiative to admit this.

She didn’t like Dolores.

She drooped her head, asking, “I’m so petty, right?”

Since Helen was so straightforward, what else could Matthew say?

“Let’s go.” He was still calm, showing no expressional change on his face.

Even he himself couldn’t figure out his feelings for Dolores, not to mention Abbott. He disliked her while

at the same time sympathizing with her and having an urge to learn more about her, about the reasons

behind her laughter and cry. What secrets did she have behind his back?

She was such an ambivalent woman and triggered his interest.

Seeing that Matthew was not angry, neither did he stand out for Dolores, Helen felt better and

concluded that Matthew didn’t care much about Dolores.

Maybe he was good to Dolores, just for the sake of his mother who had died.

After all, his marriage with Dolores was arranged by his mom.

Helen felt better when thinking of this.

Dolores saw Helen and Matthew leaving arm in arm, but acted as if she hadn’t found this.

She didn’t lift her head until the doors of the lift were closed. ‘They were intimate lovers.’ Dolores

thought to herself.

She couldn’t figure out the reasons why Matthew was into Helen, a woman who appeared to be simple

and innocent but was indeed scheming.

Nevertheless, this had nothing to do with her.

Dolores lowered her head and laughed bitterly.

She got off work when it was nearly midnight and went back home.

As it was late in the night, there were few people in the whole office building; even the number of cars

driving on the road was much less than it was during the day. Comparing to the hustle and bustle in the

day, it appeared to be quieter.

Dolores was waiting for the taxi by the roadside. After a short while, a taxi drove towards her from not

far away.

Dolores waved her hand.

The taxi stopped. Dolores pulled open the door to the backseats and told the driver the destination,

“No. 138, Tongfu Road.”

The driver started the car.

Looking at the sceneries that flashed past quickly through the window with her eyes half-closed,

Dolores felt a bit sleepy. She then shook her head to cheer up herself.

After a while, she found that there was something wrong with the direction that the car was heading,

“Excuse me, my destination is No. 138, Tongfu Road.”

The driver turned his head to look at her and smiled, “I drive a taxi all year round and I know which

routes are shortcuts.”

Dolores nodded. She was not familiar with that district after all.

About ten minutes later, the car still hadn’t arrived at its destination. If the driver drove according to the

normal route, they would have arrived. He chose a shortcut yet they still hadn’t arrived. Dolores felt that

something was wrong…