Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap novel Chapter 177

Boyce’s men caught Bess right after she had returned from the hospital. Then she was taken to the small flat.

“Is this your house?” Armand asked. Although he had known the answer, he still asked her, aiming to test if she was an honest woman.

Bess looked around the men in the room and answered honestly, “Yes, it is.”

She was quite smart. Sampson, who used to stay here, didn’t seem to be an ordinary man, and neither did those men in her house currently.

“Who have stayed here before?” asked Armand again.

“I don’t know them. The man gave me some money to stay here for the time being. There was a woman with him.” Bess didn’t dare to lie at all.

Matthew, sitting on the sofa, closed his eyes tightly when hearing Bess’s words, frowning deeply.

Armand took a glance at Matthew and asked, “Where are they now?”

“They are gone. The woman got injured. They went to see a doctor in the hospital, and she was fine. Then she was taken away.”

Armand’s eyelid twitched fiercely.

Hence, Dolores was injured for real, wasn’t she

He gingerly took another glance at Matthew. Boyce, standing next to him, dared not to utter any word.

The atmosphere had become more and more stressed. The coldness from somewhere made them so timid that nobody dared to utter a beep.

Matthew stood up and walked to Bess. He looked down at her, “How did she get injured?”

Bess could obviously feel how angry this man was. She dared not to tell him. Lowering her head, she was trembling all over.

“Speak!”

All the people in the room were shocked by his sudden outburst of anger. Bess directly knelt in fear with a loud bang. She winced in pain and stammered, “I... I don’t know. I was downstairs at that time. Mr. Herbert didn’t allow me to go upstairs.”

She seemed to understand that Matthew came for that woman, “Are you here to find Ms. Flores? She was always locked up on the second floor. On the day when she got injured, it seemed that Mr. Herbert wanted... wanted...”

“What did he want?” Armand was almost anxious to death. Why couldn’t she finish her words?

“I don’t know. I just saw that Ms. Flores wasn’t decent and blood oozed on her head. Mr. Herbert was naked. I heard them argue upstairs. I guess Ms. Flores wasn’t willing, so, so she wanted to commit suicide.”

She didn’t say quite bluntly, but the implication was quite simple and obvious. Everyone knew what had happened.

Everyone held their breath in the room, peeping at Matthew.

His face was livid, and the muscles on his face trembled. He looked quite horrible.

His eyes were full of the flame of anger. As if Bess had the guts to lie to him, he would kill her right away, he said in a low and deep voice, “Tell me. Where is she now?”

“I don’t know. I don’t know. He took her away directly from the hospital. But I saw him look for the routes on his cell phone, and his destination seemed to be Sichuan Province. For real. I’m telling the truth. I dare not to deceive you. I could tell that Mr. Herbert lied to me as he mentioned that Ms. Flores was his girlfriend. I found that Ms. Flores didn’t love him at all. For resisting him, she’d rather hurt herself. Really. That’s all I know.”

Bess started begging, “I just rent my flat to them. I didn’t do anything. I’ve told you all that I know. Please have mercy on me and let me go.”

“If she has told the truth and they were heading to Sichuan Province, our men checking at the pass would find them. Since Sampson Herbert wasn’t willing to be found, he didn’t dare to go through the highway or did he dare to take the plane. Even the IDs are needed to take the train, so he could only take the pathways,” said Boyce analytically.

“I agree with Boyce. If we go after them now, probably we can catch up with them,” echoed Armand.

Matthew clenched his fists, blue veins popping up on the back of his hands. If it weren’t that the rest reason remained kept reminding him not to lose control, he might have already lost his mind, and nor would he be able to plan things for the next steps accurately.

“Armand, stay here with Abbott. Boyce, you come with me.”

Armand knew why he had such an arrangement. He would deal with Maria and the fake Dolores. However, he couldn’t delay looking for Dolores. Hence, it would be more efficient to deal with both matters at the same time.

Besides, Boyce wasn’t so talkative as Armand. Right then, Matthew didn’t want to be bothered by other noises.