Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap Chapter 163: She Is Not Like Her

“What are you suspicious about?” Boyce was a little confused. Matthew had been so anxious to find
Dolores at that time. Why was he so calm right now?

Matthew walked to the window and recalled the bits and pieces of getting along with Dolores, her
appearance, her smile, the tone of her voice when she spoke… she was still her… but he didn’t think
she was.

“She is not like her.”

Boyce, “…”

“Are you kidding me?” He sat down on the sofa, grabbed the bottle of mineral water and unscrewed the
cap to take a sip, “If she is not her, then who is she? Is it possible that someone else has gone through
plastic surgery? She is pretending to be her…”

Plastic surgery?

Suddenly Matthew turned around, a hint of coldness on his handsome face and his gaze deep.

Facing each other’s gaze, Boyce’s eyes slowly widened and he understood why Matthew’s reaction
had been so big, “You… Do you suspect that the one we found is not Ms. Flores? That someone had
plastic surgery to look like her, impersonating her?”

Boyce found it hard to believe, “Maria is locked up by us. Besides, who can be like her this much? And
to be exactly the same, I’m afraid it can’t be done in a couple days.”

Matthew was unable to give an answer to his point.

But what he was certain about was that the one they had found was not Dolores.



How could a person’s character change so quickly?

Boyce carefully recalled the process of finding Dolores, “At that time, following the clues near the bar,
we checked the surveillance and slowly we found about the van that abducted her. The surveillance
showed up near the suburbs. We searched around and found it. The van was on fire, supposedly filled
with gasoline. The fire was strong and the smoke was black. Dolores had fallen not far away. At that
time, she said that someone was going to burn her to death and that she twisted her ankle and fell
down as she was running away. There is absolutely nothing to be suspicious about.”

Matthew sneered coldly, “Maris wanted to kill her so much. How could she just leave without making
sure if she was dead?”

“Perhaps she was confident that Dolores would not be able to escape?” Boyce still felt that Matthew
was thinking too much.

How many times a person had to go under the knife to get enough plastic surgery to look like another
person?

“If you have any doubts, find a cosmetic surgeon to see if her face is reconstructed or not. Wouldn’t you
know then?” Boyce suggested.

Matthew glanced at him, “If she is not Dolores, then doing so will only warn her of my suspicion.”

Will it be detrimental to Dolores?

He had to think about it.

Boyce thought for a while and came up with an idea, “I’ll get you some sleeping pills. You think about a
way to make her take it. When she falls asleep, we will take the doctor in for an examination so that
she wouldn’t be able to find it.”



He felt that if she was really not Dolores then this matter was definitely not going to be easy.

They had to admit that it didn’t take years for one person to completely become another person.
Moreover, how could they allow for failure after so much effort and how were they going to be able to
find the real Dolores?

The more he thought about it, the more Boyce felt that this wasn’t a trivial matter and that he wasn’t
going to feel at ease until he figured it out. He stood up quickly and said, “I am going to put some
clothes on. Wait for me.”

Boyce came back looking valiant and formidable in his uniform, tall and straight, particularly good-
looking. He took the car key and said, “Let’s go!”

Matthew glanced at him and said nothing as if he accepted his suggestion.

Leaving Boyce’s residence, Matthew took the medicine and returned to the hotel, while Boyce was
responsible for finding a reliable cosmetic surgeon.

In the hotel, ‘Dolores’ couldn’t sleep at all. She sat on the bed and grumbled, “Doesn’t Matthew love
Dolores? Why is it that I am all injured and he didn’t even stay with me?”

The more she thought the angrier she got. She stood up and limped to the bathroom. She looked at
herself in the mirror; her face was exactly like Dolores. She stretched out her hand and stroked it, full of
confidence, “I must say, this face is indeed delicate and exquisite. Very beautiful!”

She pulled her lips in an eerie grin, “From now on, I will be Dolores, the mother of Matthew’s children.
Even if he doesn’t love Dolores much, he will still be nice to me because I am the mother of his two
children. In the second half of my life, I can live without worry. I will no longer need to watch out for
other people’s faces, no longer need to hide… ha ha…”



*Click*

Hearing the sound of the door opening, ‘Dolores’ immediately dropped her smile and walked out of the
bathroom, pretending to be weak.

A tall figure walked in through the door. She laughed immediately, “You came back?”

Matthew stepped in and gave a lukewarm hum.

‘Dolores’ thought that he was always like this when he was with Dolores. Dolores didn’t seem like she
could flirt with a man even if she wanted to.

Even if she gave birth to two children for him, she still couldn’t make him fall in love with her.

Now that she was Dolores, she will definitely make Matthew fall in love with her deeply.

She limped towards Matthew and said coquettishly, “I’m hungry.”

Matthew pretentiously gave her a hand, “I’ll order a meal for you.”

“I want to eat in the restaurant.” As he helped her, she fell into his arms clutching his collar, “How about
you take me to the restaurant to eat?”

Matthew lowered his eyes and looked at her face. She looked exactly the same as Dolores but her
artificial character made him feel disgusted.

“Okay?” ‘Dolores pressed her face into his chest.

He calmly pushed her body away, “Your leg is hurt, I will order room service.”

He made the gesture to make the phone call and completely left ‘Dolores’ side.



‘Dolores’ stared at his tall figure with bitterness. She was not reconciled. Now she had this face and
was the one who gave birth to two children for him, he should treat her well. She walked over and
hugged his thin waist from behind, “Matthew, are you avoiding me?”

Matthew lowered his head and looked at her hands clasped around his waist. His eyes flashed coldly
and the corners of his lips turned but there was no smile, “Why would I avoid you?”

Hearing this, ‘Dolores’ unfurled her eyebrows. She smiled brightly and rubbed her face against his
back, “Then do you… still want me to give birth to a child for you?... I really want to have another baby
with you. I think if we have more children, then it would be livelier and more fun. After all, you are the
only bloodline of the Nelson family.”

At this moment, Matthew was completely sure that she was not Dolores.

He remembered Dolores saying that she had injured her body and would not be able to give birth in the
future.

He slowly closed his eyes. After a while he calmed down and slowly opened his eyes.

“However more you want to, it’s fine.”

His eyes were full of coldness but he didn’t give away even a small expression.

‘Dolores’ was happy because his words meant that he was willing to have children with her.

If she were to become pregnant, then the both of them will naturally have to have a relationship.
‘Dolores’ felt agitated and held on to his arms tighter, “Matthew, I am so happy.”

At this time, the door of the room was knocked. Matthew broke from her arms, “I’ll open the door.”

‘Dolores’ smiled, “The food must be here.”



When the door opened, the food was delivered.

“Mr. Nelson.” The waiter, wearing a white shirt and black vest, looked neat and greeted Mathew
respectfully.

Matthew let him in.

Pushing the food trolley with his hands, he brought the dishes to the table and arranged them in it one
by one. After setting the tableware he said, “Call me whenever you need.”

When the waiter was pushing the trolley to leave, he accidentally bumped into ‘Dolores’ who was
walking towards the dining table.

He quickly apologized, “I’m sorry. I’m really sorry, ma’am. Are you alright…”

“Don’t you have eyes?” ‘Dolores’ used to be the elder daughter of the Flores family, she had been
accustomed to her domineering temper and couldn’t change it. She said coldly, “Is just saying sorry
enough after bumping into a person?”

The waiter frowned slightly. He had seen this woman before with Mr. Nelson and she looked like a nice
easy-going person. Why was she suddenly so temperamental?

Was she such an unreasonable person?

“Believe it or not, I can get you fired from this hotel!” ‘Dolores’ relied on being Matthew’s woman and
spoke in an even more arrogant tone.

The waiter was embarrassed and apologized again and again, “I am really sorry. I must be blind. I ran
into you…”

“You can leave.” Matthew interrupted the waiter’s apology.



‘Dolores’ frowned, disagreeing with Matthew’s behavior, “He bumped into me. How can you just let him
go?”


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