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."

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

felt funny. Could praise make

didn't say so. Well, praise was

best. You can definitely make

do when Mommy and his sister

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

It was like they heard the helplessness

they walked into the neighborhood, and their voices grew lower

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 his

words, no exciting scenes.

the building where Dolores lived from

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

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 on the roadside, very

was a pity that such a good-looking man

Dolores right away, so 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

making wontons. He changed his shoes and walked in,

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

for you."

If you don't let me eat them, I can

rubbed her head, "I used to be a

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

so are

"I'm not

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