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?”

to eat, but she’s not a picky

around and walked out of the restaurant. He glanced at Boyce through the glass door. Boyce was talking to Samuel. Looking at his lips,

of relief and put the hood on

attention to him, he reached out his hand and pulled the car door. Inside the car, there were the two men who Boyce ordered to guard

the bodyguards inside the car greeted,

underneath and laughed, “You guys go eat first, I’ll

Mr. Shawn say that he’ll come and replace

told me to come, why you guys don’t trust me?”

hands repeatedly, “No, no

interrupted him, “Then why don’t

got in.

“Okay.”

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

as his arms and legs were fixed to prevent him from running away and from committing suicide. They even put a brace inside his mouth so that he did not even have a chance to bite his tongue to kill himself. Boyce said, if he wished to die,

want to die, Boyce would

you move?” Armand asked with

did not even have the ability to die now, he was like the meat on

he did

took some pictures, “You think, if I take two nude... photos and make them into big banners then pull them up in

would definitely fight with Armand. He was willing to die but he thought

down and looked at him, “How come you’re scared? When you threatened me, why didn’t you think that you would have such a day?

the corners of his eyes

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

all twisted

He leant

“Bang!”

window glass shook. Sampson’s face swelled instantly and

numb due to the snap, “Damn, hitting you with my hand is a loss, people like you don’t deserve

for several times as he was

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

hissed

Knock Knock ---

the car window glass was

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

only see Boyce half-leaning against the body of the car, “What should be taught