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."

hand, "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 people

so. Well, praise was needed. Otherwise, what

best. You can definitely make perfect

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

helplessly, "Okay, you

laughed happily. It was like they heard the helplessness in Dolores' tone and

neighborhood, and their voices grew lower and lower, and

conversation, he remembered the time when Dolores got petulant and gave him all the dough made by the two children, which made him unable

could still feel how he felt at that time. The corners of

flashy words, no exciting scenes. Having a simple family was

on the roadside and watched the building where Dolores lived from day to night. The lights

at the building, imagining what the people inside were doing at the moment. He occasionally let out a giggle as if he

Dolores' house. As he parked his car, he happened to see a man sitting on the roadside 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

It was a pity that such a

walked quickly into the neighborhood. He came back on the noon

the two kids making wontons. He changed his shoes and walked in, "Well, I'm back just

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

for you." Amanda was

what's wrong with Amanda today? Did you eat dynamite? If you don't let me eat them, I can grab some." Hearing Oscar's words, Amanda pulled a wry face and

"I used to be

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

are you a bad guy

"I'm not

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