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

Chapter 509

He was fascinated and obsessed, wanting to rush up to her, hug her, and tell her he missed her.

But the reality was that he only dared to look at her from afar, and did not even dare to make a sound, for fear that she would see him.

They came closer and closer. As long as he called them softly, they could see him. But he came in such a hurry and eagerness that he hadn't thought about how to face her.

Just as they were about to see him, he turned and stood at the corner.

He had never been so cowardly in his life. Facing his lover and children, he chickened out.

"Mommy, can I make wontons tonight?" Amanda asked as she walked to the entrance of the neighborhood, taking Dolores by the arm.

Dolores looked down at her daughter and asked with a smile, "Do you know how to do that?"

"No, but I can learn."

Just as Amanda finished, Andrew said, "Then you eat your own wontons."

"Okay! Humph, I won't let you eat my wontons even if you want to," Amanda tilted her head and said loudly.

Andrew got worried, "What if the wontons you make have no fillings but only wrappers?"

"It won't happen. You have to trust me." Amanda took her brother's hand, "I've made dumplings before, have you forgotten? I have experience."

Amanda spoke like an adult. After saying that, she also patted Andrew's shoulder, "Don't worry."

"I remember that you made some dough last time, right? This time Daddy isn't here and no one will eat your dough."

doesn't trust me and even hits me. The teacher said that children should be praised

funny. Could praise

she didn't say so. Well, praise was needed. Otherwise,

the best. You

make wontons too," Andrew said. Otherwise, what should he do when Mommy and his sister made wontons together? He wanted to be a part

you guys can do whatever you want,

the helplessness

voices grew lower and lower, and finally they could not be

petulant and gave him all the dough made by the two children, which made him unable to sleep

felt at that time. The corners of his mouth lifted slightly without him realizing

There were no flashy words,

building where Dolores lived

suit on the ground, tilted his head, and quietly looked at the building, imagining what the

to see a man sitting on the roadside giggling. After he got out of the car, he glanced in the man's direction

was a pity that such

neighborhood. He came back on the noon flight, so he was later than Matthew,

Dolores and the two kids making wontons. He changed his shoes and walked

table, partly exquisite and partly horrible. He frowned, pointed to the dough made by Andrew and Amanda, and asked, "What are these? Are

for you."

dynamite? If you don't let me eat them, I can grab some." Hearing Oscar's words, Amanda pulled

rubbed her head, "I used

she'd seen on TV were bad guys. Could he be a bad guy

bad guys, so are you a bad guy

immediately denied, "I'm not

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