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 he keeps hitting me, I'll

Could praise

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

best. You can

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

smiled dotingly and helplessly, "Okay, you guys can do whatever

like they heard the helplessness in Dolores' tone and were amused by

the neighborhood, and their voices grew lower

in place. Hearing their conversation, he remembered the time when Dolores got petulant and gave him all the dough made

felt at that time. The corners

simple. There were no flashy words, no exciting scenes. Having a simple family

the building where Dolores lived from

on the ground, tilted his head, and quietly looked at the building, imagining what the people inside were

man's direction again. He just thought he had been mistaken. This

sorry for him. It was a pity that such

he didn't have time for this. He walked quickly into the neighborhood. He came back on the noon flight, so he was later than Matthew, and Theresa shouldn't be back until tomorrow morning. She took the evening

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

the table, partly exquisite and partly horrible. He frowned, pointed

you."

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

"I

widened. All the bandits she'd seen on TV were bad

so are you a bad

"I'm not

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