Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap Chapter 698 Wendy’s True Color

Was she about to give birth?

Matthew was instantly awake. He turned on the light by the head of the bed and looked at her
worriedly, “Does your stomach hurt?”

Dolores frowned and she looked like she was in pain. Matthew didn’t even put on his slippers when he
got out of bed. He walked to her side and said, “I’ll bring you to the hospital.”

He leaned over and tried to carry her. Dolores grabbed his hand and shook her head, “No, it’s not my
stomach.”

She couldn’t move. Her body was tense, it was because she had a cramp in her leg.

“My leg cramped,” she said painfully.

Matthew lifted the blanket and examined her legs under the light. He rolled up her pyjamas and could
see her fair and slender legs before his eyes, “Which one?”

“The right one,” she frowned even harder. It was as if her nerves were in a knot, she grabbed the
blanket tightly and said, “It really hurts.”

Matthew’s face was tense, he tried to massage her cramped leg. He didn’t really know what he was
doing, he just wanted to ease her pain.

After a while, the pain was finally eased. Dolores looked up and said, “I feel better now. Let’s go to
sleep.”

Matthew sat next to her on the bedside and put her legs on his thighs. He continued massaging them.

“Let’s go to the hospital tomorrow.”



Dolores said, “This is normal. Something like this often happens during the 3rd trimester.”

Matthew pursed his lips and didn’t say anything. He couldn’t take the pain away from her. The only
thing he could do was to make her feel as comfortable as he could.

Dolores nuzzled her legs against him, “Do you feel bad for me?”

Matthew slapped her legs lightly, “No.”

Dolores moved her legs away and said coquettishly, “Then go away, I don’t need your massages
anymore.”

Matthew grabbed her ankle and said, “Don’t move. Be good, I’ll massage you so that you don’t feel
pain.”

“But you don’t feel bad for me, I don’t want your massage.” Dolores arched her legs and tried to move
away, not letting him touch them.

Matthew chuckled, “So willful.”

Dolores pouted, “Well, I am willful. I order you to take care of me forever.”

“Of course.” Matthew pinched her thighs playfully and Dolores returned his flirting by saying, “Ouch.”

Matthew asked, “Where does it hurt?”

Dolores pointed at her legs.

Matthew leaned over. Dolores noticed that he was about to kiss her and she quickly moved her legs
away. She reprimanded him softly, “Matthew Nelson.”



“Don’t be scared, I just want to kiss you.” Matthew stared at her under the dim light, he had a serious
look on his face, “If we have a son, let’s send him to City C.”

Dolores was speechless.

She didn’t understand what he was trying to say.

“What if the baby is a girl?” asked Dolores.

“Then I’ll keep her by my side.”

Dolores sat up, she was a bit agitated, “What do you mean? Do you not want the child if he is a boy?
Do you hate baby boys?”

“Why would I not want my child?” Matthew scooted closer and hugged her, “I am thinking that if we
have a son, he can get your surname. Since you never changed your surname either, we can continue
your family lineage like this.”

Matthew and Dolores talked about this before. Dolores kind of understood what he was trying to say.

But what did this have to do with surnames and the gender of the child?

“Why can’t my daughter get my surname?” Dolores remembered that Matthew liked daughters more
than sons.

She pouted, “Normally, people would favor sons more than daughters. Why are you the other way
around?”

Suddenly.

Dolores’ phone vibrated.



Matthew picked it up and saw a message from an unknown number.

“Who is it? Is it Theresa?” Dolores took her phone from Matthew, “I messaged her before I went to bed,
and she never replied.”

She then read the message.

Matthew didn’t know what was going on. Before he could read the message, Dolores took her phone
away.

At this moment, Amanda suddenly moved. She couldn’t feel the person next to her and wanted to open
her eyes. Matthew reached over and grabbed her. He patted her back lightly, “I’m here.”

Amanda reached out her hands and touched her father. She then snuggled in his arms and continued
sleeping.

Dolores stared at her phone and narrowed her eyes.

The message said, ‘Your husband wore a light grey suit, a white shirt and a black tie today. A man in
suit sure is charming.’

“Who is it?” Matthew looked up and asked softly, seeing how engrossed Dolores was.

Dolores quickly deleted the message. She took it as a prank and said casually, “Nothing much, just
spam.”

She laid back down on her side and put her leg on Matthew. It was hard to fall asleep during the 3rd
trimester. If she lay down on her back her heart would feel uncomfortable. She would only feel better if
she raised her leg and slept on her side, “I’m sleepy.”

Matthew put his hand on her leg, he said, “Go ahead and sleep.”



Dolores closed her eyes and didn’t pay too much attention to the message. A lot of people noticed what
Matthew wore daily, it was nothing unusual. She squirmed, trying to find a comfortable position and
quickly fell asleep.

In the morning when Matthew woke up, he noticed that Dolores and Amanda were still fast asleep. He
moved as quietly as he could while getting out of the bed, worried that he would wake them up.

When he was about to go to the bathroom, his phone on the table vibrated. Amanda was frightened
last time by the ringtone because he got a call in the middle of the night. After that night, he would set
his phone to vibration before they sleep.

He looked at his phone and it was an unknown number. He hesitated briefly, and then he decided to
walk out and take the call.

He put the phone next to his ears while walking downstairs with his slippers on.

“Hello?”

“It’s me.” Boyce contacted Matthew first thing after getting a new phone.

“I’m fine, everything’s alright. You don’t have to worry about me. It’s just that I cannot return for the time
being.”

Matthew walked up to a table and poured himself a glass of water, “You got a new phone?”

“Yes,” answered Boyce.

“I’ll send you something later and you can decide if you want to come back.” Matthew picked up the
glass and drank some water.

“What?”



Matthew said, “See for yourself.”

He then hung up and sent the information that Abbott found out to Boyce.

Boyce could decide what he wanted to do next.

Boyce sat down under a tree. The call got hung up and he put away his phone. Soon after, he got an
email. He quickly clicked into it.

He frowned as he read the email, he grimaced harder and harder.

He always had an okay impression of Wendy. He didn’t like her, but he didn’t hate her.

He thought that since Officer Miller was a nice person, the apple wouldn’t fall too far from the tree.

He thought that Wendy had a similar personality to her father.

But he never would’ve thought that she would…

Officer Miller was an honest person, why would his daughter turn out to be such a selfish person and
hurt someone for selfish reasons?

She was at fault, but she blamed it all on her ex-husband.

She made her ex-husband the public’s target and made herself the victim.

How could she do that?!!

He wouldn’t believe this if the information was from someone else. But it was from Matthew. Matthew
probably looked into this very thoroughly. Otherwise, Matthew wouldn’t have told him this.



“What are you looking at?” Jasmine hugged his neck from behind. She leaned on him and put her chin
on his shoulder as she tried to peek at the message. Boyce quickly closed the email application.

Jasmine whispered, “What is that? Why are you so afraid that I’ll read it?”


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