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

It was a quiet night. The room was unlit and only a ray of moonlight shone in through the window. The furnishings of the house were vaguely visible.

He walked in gently.

Theresa had just laid down but she could not fall asleep. So, she drew the diagram and only stopped drawing when her neck hurt as she kept lowering her head. She knew it as soon as the door was knocked. However, she just did not make any noise and pretended to sleep with her eyes closed.

Armand did not notice it at all since the light was not very bright and clear. He could not see Theresa’s expression, so he could not notice it.

He gently moved the chair beside him to the bedside. Then, he sat down and just looked at her quietly.

He wanted to say many things deep in his heart to her, but he did not know how to start.

He did not know how to express his feelings.

He reached out and grasped her hand in his palm. He rested his head on her. Late night, all living creatures fell into a deep sleep, only he was still awake and was able to hear her breathing clearly as well as gazing at her.

No more repentance could penetrate one’s heart as deeply as this moment of peace.

He was imagining her appearance in his mind quietly.

Although her appearance had changed, he knew clearly that it was still her and she remained the same deep in his heart.

mistakes and so

just hoped

as I was the one who hurt and upset you. I was suffering too since you

at night, I often thought if only I

me the chance but

to start all over again, I would

would hold your hand

to do so. At least then, you would still think of me in your

in my heart. Even though you had hurt my pride, I still wanted to have you back with me

scolded me, my heart was

told you many things in the past, but I

was

how

here until 5 a.m. Although his eyes were closed, he did not fall asleep as there were many

him. Even though he was reluctant to let go of her hand, he still let go of it as his palm was full of sweat after clutching it for

her forehead gently, “I love

He did not realise any signs of her waking up. After putting the chair back in its original place, he left the

eyes. Armand thought that she was sleeping soundly. However, she moved her fingers and the warmth was still

up at the ceiling above her. Tears were rolling down from her eyes unconsciously and flowing to her hair at her