Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap novel Chapter 183

“I’m sure Mommy was the person who called me,” Samuel said affirmatively.

Boyce looked at Matthew and exchanged a glance with him. Matthew asked, “Can you find out her location?”

“The call was connected for only a few seconds. I can’t find the exact location but I could find the region of the number,” said Boyce.

“If I call back this number, can’t we find the exact location?” Samuel couldn’t suppress his excitement at all. All he wanted to do was to find Mommy as soon as possible.

Matthew grabbed his hand, slightly increase his strength, and pulled the boy into his arms. Samuel wanted to struggle, but Matthew pressed his shoulders. “If your mommy is free, she’ll certainly get in touch with you. But after the call was connected, she didn’t speak but you heard another person’s voice. That means she’s not free now. If you called her back suddenly, what if the bad guy transferred her?”

Samuel had to admit that his words made sense. If Mommy were free, she must get in touch with him. Since she hadn’t called him again, certainly she was watched by the kidnapper.

“What should we do now?” Samuel asked anxiously.

“Trust me. We’ll definitely find her. No worries.” Matthew successfully distracted Samuel’s attention. The boy had completely forgotten he was sitting on his lap now. He kept thinking about how to find Mommy instead.

Boyce cast them a glance in silence. “I’ll tell the routes to the driver”

According to the landline number, he had found the region. Although it was still a big area, as long as they could arrive there, they would be closer to the place where Dolores was hidden, which would be quite helpful for them to locate her.

“Okay,” Matthew answered indifferently.

“Can we find Mommy?” asked Samuel.

“Of course,” Matthew answered affirmatively.

He strongly believed that.

He would find her back for sure!

Boyce came in. “We’ll stop the cars in the service area. Let’s take the kids out for some fresh air.”

They would be bored if they kept staying in the compartment. There were all necessities in the caravan as a house, but it had limited space.

Samuel stood up. “I’ll go with you.”

“Sure.” Boyce reached out his hand. “Take my hand.”

Samuel was obedient, putting his hand in Boyce’s palm.

“Look after him,” Matthew said.

There would be too many people in the service area, which would be quite crowded with all kinds of people.

“I know.” Boyce glanced at him, wondering why Matthew became quite womanish after becoming a father.

Boyce believed that as an adult, he was able to take good care of the boy.

However, he knew that Matthew loved his son very much, so he didn’t say anything else.

“Let’s see if we can find a place to take a rest.”

Boyce took Samuel off the caravan, and Matthew walked to the back compartment to hold his daughter.

The little girl was still sleeping, her cheeks chubby. He bent over and lifted her. As soon as she was moved, she woke up. She opened her sleepy eyes and saw Matthew holding her. She called him in a soft and sweet tone, “Daddy.”

Her voice almost melted Matthew’s heart. He kissed her on the forehead. “Let’s get off and take a break.”

Upon hearing that she could get off the caravan, the girl became spirited. She immediately sobered up. “Can we buy something?”

Matthew stroked her little nose and said dotingly, “Sure.”

The girl grinned ear to ear.

Simona’s hair was a bit messy. Matthew wanted to brush her hair, but as soon as he moved, the girl looked painful. “It hurts!”

Matthew had never done such a thing before.

In a hurry, he stopped and put down the comb. “I’ve never brushed hair for others before.”

Simona looked at herself in the mirror, only to find that her hair was indeed messy, but she didn’t want her father to comb it for her. She pouted. “Daddy, do you dislike me because I look ugly, so you want to comb my hair?”

Matthew was speechless.

“Of course not. You are the most beautiful girl in the world. No one can compare to you.” Matthew held her up. “Forget it.”

The little girl lay prone on his shoulder. “I want to get some food.”

Matthew glanced at her. Samuel had said that she was a heartless foodie, which seemed to make sense.