Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

Chapter 175: A Glimmer of Hope

“Who is there?” Sampson didn’t want to open the door, because he wasn’t sure who was knocking on

the door.

Dolores gazed at the door. Her heart hammered. She wondered if Matthew had tracked them here.

She was full of expectant.

The person outside the door was quite determined. He pounded at the door again with loud bangs,

“Open the door now! Or we’ll break in!”

Sampson seemed to realize who was outside the door. He cursed in a low voice, “How come there are

anti-pornography officers?”

He turned around and tucked Dolores into the quilt. He said, “No matter who will enter the door, you

can’t utter any sound.”

Dolores heard his curse just now, so she roughly knew that it wasn’t Matthew outside.

In fact, she doubted if Matthew would come to find her.

She had so much uncertainty about him.

After all, they had parted from each other for such a long time.

However, she still had a ray of hope, hoping and expecting his rescue.

Since she wasn’t sure if she could escape successfully right now, she wouldn’t expose her intention to

Sampson. She obediently nodded in agreement, “I won’t.”

“Good girl.” Sampson rubbed her head. Then he turned around and opened the door. When the door

was open, people outside broke in aggressively. Then an undercover cop walked in with a solemn look,

“You two...”

“Excuse me, Officer. Please don’t misunderstand. We’re not in an improper relationship. The girl on the

bed is my girlfriend. She doesn’t feel well, and she’s mute.” As he spoke, Sampson pulled out his ID From NôvelDrama.Org.

with a pile of cash under it, roughly twenty thousand in total. He handed all of them to the officer and

said, “Here is my ID.”

The policeman took over the ID and rubbed secretly to know how much was under it. He put all of them

into his pocket expressionlessly. Then he took a perfunctory glance at the ID and said to other

policemen, “All right. They are not.”

They left the narrow room one after another. The lead also gave them a kindly reminder before going

out, “You’d better not stay in such a kind of hotel in the future. It’s unsafe and your relationship would

be easily misunderstood.”

Sampson walked him out and nodded, “Yes, Sir. I got it. Thanks.”

The officer lowered his voice and whispered to Sampson, “I know you are not a hooker with her client

because I know almost all the hookers in this neighborhood.”

Sampson was quite unhappy to hear him say such undisguised words. However, he had to remain

smiling. After all, he was not in his territory. No matter how rich and powerful he was, he couldn’t

compete with a local tyrant and he didn’t want to get in trouble, “I got it, Sir.”

Sampson returned to the room and closed the door. He said, “They are anti-pornography officers

here...”

Before he could finish his words, he found the woman on the bed was missing. The bedhead was next

to the window, which was open now. His expression changed and rushed over. Then he peered out of

the window, only to find a small roof below. It wasn’t built on this building originally but added later.

As the officer said, almost all guests checked in such a kind of hotel were involved in pornography, so

those officers always had sudden inspections. For the guests to escape, such type of roof was built

below each window.

Although Dolores made it to get downstairs by stepping on the roof, the room was still distant from the

ground. She twisted her ankle when hopping down, so she couldn’t run fast.

Sampson saw her figure and roared angrily, “Dolores Flores, stop!”

Upon hearing his roar, Dolores fastened her paces as if she had heard the urge of death. She ignored

the pain in her ankle and only wished that she could run faster so that Sampson wouldn’t be able to

catch her.

After all, since she had managed to escape, Sampson would definitely know that she hadn’t lost her

memory yet.

He didn’t believe her, and she could imagine what he would do to her after he caught her again.

Sampson rushed downstairs and ran fast to chase her.

He couldn’t let Dolores escape!

It was a small town indeed, and even the street lamps were not everywhere. It was quite dim with all

kinds of lanes in this neighborhood. Occasionally, there was a barbecue stall on the roadside. The air

was full of the smell of cumin and barbecues.

Dolores ran into a small lane, which was quite dark. Nothing could be seen. She dared not to stop.

Reaching out and waving her hands in front of her, she tried to make the way, fastening her paces.

“Dolores Flores, you can’t run away!” There was a flashlight. She heard Sampson’s voice.

He was close to her.

Dolores suppressed the horror and panic and kept walking forward. She might have stepped on

something, which stabbed into her foot. Since she had been tied up by Sampson, she didn’t wear

shoes. She was running barefoot, which was beneficial in that she wouldn’t make any sounds when

running, but the shortage was that her feet would be stabbed by anything sharp on the ground.

She didn’t know what had been stabbed into her foot. It hurt so much.

She held the wall of the lane but didn’t dare to slow down.

At the end of the lane, she saw the light. She rushed over, trying to stop it, but the light flashed through

quickly.

Her hope was shattered. As Sampson’s footsteps were approaching her closer and closer, she looked

around in a panic, trying to find a place to hide.

“Hello, Lola?” His voice had become closer. She even saw the flashlight shaken in Sampson’s hand.

Right then, how she wished that there would be someone saving her!

However, she was quite sure that she could only rely on herself to get rid of Sampson’s kidnap.

She cheered herself up. Despite the pains, she kept running forward.

There was a concrete road after she ran out of the lane. There was a street lamp not far from here,

under which it was quite bright.

“Dolores Flores, you lied to me!” Sampson had almost caught up with her without any notice.

Dolores suddenly looked back, only to find that Sampson was standing at the exit of the lane with his

cell phone in his hand. The flashlight on his cell phone was pointed at her. He looked extremely gloomy

and annoyed, “Do you think you can escape from me?”

Dolores stood on the other side of the concrete road and growled at him, “Don’t force me to hate you!”

“Don’t you hate me now? You’ve already hated me. I have no way back. Will you come to me

obediently or shall I go over to drag you over?”

Dolores curled up her dry lips into a bitter smile, “I’d rather die than going over!”

After finishing her words, she ran towards the bright lamp, because she found there was sparkling

water over there. She guessed there must be a river or stream.

When she approached closer, she realized that it was a river.

“Dolores, are you insane? You can’t swim at all!” Sampson got to know her intention.

Dolores looked back at him and curled up her lips, “I remember that you can’t swim either.”

Then she jumped into the river without hesitation. The water splashed.

She’d rather die than being caught by Sampson.

Sampson couldn’t swim either. If she was lucky enough, Dolores believed that she could still have the

chance to escape.

“You lunatic!” Sampson ran to the river bank, only to find that the river flew fast and looked quite deep.

The river course wasn’t cleaned, so weeds were overgrown in it. He wanted to jump into the river, but

he was almost drowned when he was a child. With the shadow in his heart, he didn’t have the guts to

jump into the river at all.

Sampson clenched his hands, “You have the death wish. Nobody could stop you!”

The river was deep and it flew quite fast. Dolores couldn’t swim, so she was choked up by the river.

She had seen it from the TV - since she couldn’t swim and jumped into the river, she couldn’t breathe in

the water at all. Otherwise, she would be choked up and even die if water got into her lungs.

However, if the water got into her tummy, she might have a ray of hope to survive. Even it was almost

hopeless, she couldn’t give up so easily.

Her children needed her. She told herself not to give up.