Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap by Hannah Baker

Since Mrs. Leslie and Sampson had nothing to do, they decided to go back to City B.

The return journey was smooth and nothing unexpected happened to interfere with their journey.

There was not much time left for them as New Year’s Eve was around the corner.

Boyce had to keep an eye on Sampson. So, his car went last whereas Armand and Theresa sat in one car with Mrs. Leslie. Matthew and his family of four were in a caravan.

The scenery along the road was somewhat stagnant, without the vibrancy of spring, the bright green of summer and the fruit of autumn, only a very cold wind was left.

It was a quiet journey. They spent only half a day to complete half of the journey. It was much faster than the previous journey.

At noon, they rested in the service area to have lunch.

The service area was very crowded because it was nearing the end of the year, the car park was full of cars and there were all sorts of people standing everywhere.

Simona wanted to go to the washroom, so Dolores took her there. On the other hand, Matthew took Samuel to the restaurant. Armand and Theresa supported Mrs. Leslie and brought her in too.

Sampson had awoken. He was guarded by people all around, they were not to look after him, but to prevent him from committing suicide or escaping.

Boyce instructed his men to keep an eye on Sampson. Then, he went to the washroom before looking for them in the dining room. Mrs. Leslie was in the pink of health as she recuperated well, mainly because she was in a good mood. Armand’s marriage had always troubled her.

Now that Armand had married, she was free of preoccupations and there was why she was in a good mood.

“Grandma looks younger.” Boyce sat down and said.

“You always know how to make an old lady happy.” Mrs. Leslie sounded angry, but she was happy.

“I am telling the truth.” Boyce made Mrs. Leslie laughed.

Since the food in the service area did not taste nice, Boyce shoved a mouthful of food into his mouth and said, “Let’s simply eat something first, we’ll have a good meal when we get back to City B.”

Armand stood up, “I want to buy something. Theresa, please take care of grandma.”

Theresa nodded.

“Mr. Bernie, I saw someone selling jack fruit, please help me to buy one box when you come in,” Samuel said.

Armand looked at him, “Do you like it?”

“My sister likes to eat, but she’s not a picky eater, she eats everything

to help him. He then turned around and walked out of the restaurant. He glanced at Boyce through the glass door. Boyce was talking to Samuel. Looking at his lips, it seemed he was saying: Samuel loves

out a sigh of relief and put the hood on his

sure that no one was paying attention to him, he reached out his hand and pulled the car door. Inside the car, there

that it was Armand, the bodyguards inside the car

underneath and laughed, “You guys go eat first,

Shawn say that he’ll come and replace us

me to come, why you guys don’t trust me?” Armand raised his

hands repeatedly, “No,

him, “Then why don’t you

from the car and Armand got in. At the

“Okay.”

the two bodyguards had left, Armand closed the car door and sat down. He looked

his mouth so that he did not even have a chance to bite his tongue to kill himself. Boyce said, if he

not want to die, Boyce would still put him

move?” Armand asked with a

even have the ability to die now, he was like the meat on the chopping

as he did not want to look

pictures, “You think, if I take two nude... photos and make them into

glare. If he could move now, he would definitely fight with Armand. He was

Armand bent down and looked at him, “How come you’re scared? When you threatened me, why

eyes were twitching. It was

pinched his face, patted it, snapped it, and tsked twice, “Why is this face as rough as a

sense organs were all

was happy. He

“Bang!”

face swelled instantly and there was blood seeping from the corner of his

shook his hand. His wrist was numb due to the snap, “Damn, hitting you with my hand is a loss, people

for several

it feel comfortable to be slaughtered?” Armand deliberately pinched his red and swollen

mouth hissed

Knock Knock ---

window glass

turned his head. Since the window glass was covered with black film, the outsider could not see what was the inside and the insider could not see what

half-leaning against the body of the car, “What should