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."

"Mommy, Mommy, look, my brother is so annoying. He doesn't trust me and even hits me. The teacher said that children should be praised so that they can improve. If

felt funny. Could praise make

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

is the best. You can definitely make perfect

Andrew said. Otherwise, what should he do when Mommy and his sister made wontons together?

"Okay, you guys can

heard the helplessness in Dolores' tone and

the neighborhood, and their voices grew lower and lower, and finally they could not

standing in place. Hearing their conversation, he remembered the time when Dolores got petulant and gave him all the dough made by the two children, which made him unable to

felt at that time. The corners of

words, no

stood on the roadside and watched the building where Dolores lived from day

a place where he could sit, threw his suit on the ground, tilted his head, and quietly looked at the building, imagining what the people inside were

giggling. After he got out of the car, he glanced in the man's direction again. He just thought he had been mistaken. This time, he was sure he wasn't mistaken. There was indeed a man sitting

for him. It was a pity that such

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

arrived just in time to see Dolores and the two kids making wontons. He changed his shoes and

to the table and saw the wontons on the table, partly exquisite and partly horrible. He frowned, pointed to the dough made by Andrew and Amanda, and

you." Amanda

don't let me eat them, I can grab some." Hearing Oscar's words, Amanda pulled a wry face and glanced at

head, "I used

widened. All the bandits she'd seen on TV were bad guys. Could he be

guys, so are

denied, "I'm not a

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