Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap novel Chapter 162

Hospital.

‘Dolores’ was sent to the examination room. Matthew sat on the row of chairs in the corridor and looked at the door of the examination room from time to time.

Soon, the door of the examination room opened and ‘Dolores’ walked out with the help of the nurse. Matthew stood up, walked over and reached out to support her. Then he looked at the doctor who had followed them out and asked, “How is she?”

The doctor took off his mask, “It’s nothing serious. Psychologically, it doesn’t look so good, she must have been quite frightened. There was only a slight sprain on her foot, her bone and muscles are fine. She only needs to recuperate for a few days.”

‘Dolores’ took this opportunity to lean into Matthew’s arms and said shyly, “I’m fine. Don’t worry.”

Suddenly, Matthew frowned and looked down at her. Her voice…

“Oh, I choked on the smoke when the van caught fire, so my voice became hoarse.” ‘Dolores’ explained quickly. She grabbed Matthew’s arm, “Let’s go home quickly, I miss Samuel and Simona.”

Matthew didn’t move. He felt something was wrong. He had been feeling something was not right ever since Boyce was able to find ‘Dolores’ so smoothly.

As for what was wrong, he was not really sure. In short, the feeling that ‘Dolores’ gave him was different.

“Did you choke on the smoke?” The doctor asked.

‘Dolores’ hands shook slightly. She was not able to bribe the doctor, so she was worried that he might say something unfavorable for her. She couldn’t think what to answer for a while.

“If you were choked by heavy smoke, your voice may change for some time but you will be able to recover after a period of recuperation.” The doctor did not notice her strangeness.

But Matthew, who was very close to her, was able to notice her nervousness in an instant.

What was she nervous about?

Why was she nervous?

Why didn’t she mention that she hurt her throat before?

“Thank you, Doctor.” ‘Dolores’ breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, the face could be changed with plastic surgery but the voice was very difficult to copy.

“Don’t mention it! I am just doing my job. For the patients brought over by Mr. Nelson, we should of course do our best.” Many of the advanced medical equipment in this hospital were funded by WY Group and he was in awe of Matthew.

There were many rich people, but how many of them were willing to contribute to the society without asking for anything in return?

Because of WY Group’s funding, they had saved a lot of money on their medical equipment. They had reduced a lot of fees for treating patients and had been able to help many families who didn’t have money to see a doctor.

‘Dolores’ saw the doctor’s respect for Matthew and how her value had increased because of this too. This made her feel very good. She took the initiative to hold Matthew’s hand and said, “Matthew, let’s go home.”

Matthew, who had been lost in his thoughts, ‘Dolores’s voice made him come back to his senses. He looked down at her feet and asked, “Can you walk?”

“It hurts a bit.” ‘Dolores’ took the opportunity to lean even more in his arms, acting coquettishly, “Or, how about you pick me up? I am so thin, not heavy at all.”

Suddenly seeing her act like that, Matthew couldn’t feel anything in his heart. As long as he was besides Dolores or had any physical contact, his heart always used to beat wildly. But now that she was taking the initiative, he didn’t feel anything at all. He looked at ‘Dolores’, trying to see something in her. However, her face was clearly ‘hers’, with the same nose, mouth and the same eyes…

“What’s wrong? Is there something on my face?” ‘Dolores’ reached out her hand to touch his face and asked cautiously, “What is up with you?”

Matthew shook his head, “Nothing.”

Saying that, he bent over and picked her up. ‘Dolores’ wrapped her arms around his neck and looked at his face. Handsome and resolutely cold, his aggressive eyebrows that were as sharp as swords, his noble aura and his straight nose that made him look like a beautiful sculpture. His facial lines and tightly pressed thin lips made him look reserved and determined. He exuded unfathomable perfection.

‘Dolores’ stared at him foolishly.

She was still staring at him when Matthew put her in the car. Matthew frowned, inexplicably not liking being stared at by her like that.

His movements became a bit heavier. ‘Dolores’ came back to her senses and acted like a spoiled child at him again, “You are hurting me.”

Her tone was clearly very ambiguous and intimate, but Matthew’s mood did not fluctuate at all.

This feeling was too strange.

He pondered deeply on the words of comfort for ‘Dolores’ that were hanging from the tip of his tongue, but ended up not saying them. He got into the car silently and drove away.

“Are we going home?” ‘Dolores’ asked.

Home?

Matthew looked at her.

She smiled at him, “What is the matter?”

“Nothing.”

After saying this, Matthew didn’t say anything again.

‘Dolores’ noticed that Matthew seemed unwilling to speak, so to avoid his suspicion, she didn’t open her mouth again to talk.

It wasn’t until the car stopped at the hotel that ‘Dolores’ felt something was wrong. Should they not have gone back to the villa?

“What are we doing here…” But then she shut up immediately as if she suddenly thought of something. A shy blush crept up on her cheeks.