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

The two of them walked into the restaurant. Since they had made a reservation, the waiter led them to a reserved seat after they said their names.

“The desserts here are good.” The pastry chef of this restaurant was hired from F country. The desserts were famous and many people came here for the desserts.

Dolores frowned, “They haven’t arrived yet, shall we eat first?”

“You eat a little first,” Matthew said.

Knowing that Dolores liked to eat sweet food after she was pregnant, he arranged the meeting here, just to let her try the desserts here as they rarely came out together.

Dolores did not refuse. She found the environment here elegant and relatively quiet. The customers coming in and out were all very polite.

The place was full of male waiters, who wore black waistcoats, white shirts and black neckties. They stood in front of the tables to deliver the menus.

Matthew flipped through the menu and asked, “Is there anything in particular you want to eat?”

Dolores shook her head, “You order.”

Today, she did not have much appetite and did not want to eat anything right away.

Without seeking her opinion, Matthew ordered two desserts and a glass of goat milk.

He closed the menu and handed it to the waiter, “That’s all.”

“We will bring your meal to you soon.” The waiter bent down and retreated after saying that.

As she waited, Dolores fiddled with a freshly blooming red rose on the table in boredom.

quietly, feeling that she was like a child at the moment, a little

hand to smooth her hair, “Be careful not to prick

beautiful but it

it will always have to

Theresa, covered in thorns, but her thorns

long after, the waiter brought them all the

country. The authentic way was to make a tart filling with the juice of a yellow lemon, cream, sugar and egg, plus a little bit of yellow lemon

cream was sweet but not overwhelming, with the flavour of lemon and the fluffiness of cake, a delightful shape and excellent flavour,

by folding it six times over and over again to produce a crispy pastry. Each layer was brushed with a little wine. Interleaved was a layer of puff pastry and a layer of custard sauce with vanilla seeds. Finally, sprinkle the top layer with icing sugar, dried fruit and a glass of goat milk to make it

spoon, probably because she

and put it in her mouth, the texture was soft and with a strong lemon fragrance, sweet with some acidity, not

tasted

now and

grabbing the food.” Matthew took a tissue to wipe away the cream at

took a piece of lemon tart and

don’t like to eat sweet things.” Matthew did not

him and acted coquettishly, “You take

stuck on his lips. He had no choice but to open his mouth and

to let the two kids eat when we leave,” Matthew said as he swallowed the

portions. She picked up the ‘milk’ next to her. She felt

“What is

“Goat milk.”

Dolores was speechless.

elements in goat milk are also higher than in cow milk. For pregnant women, goat milk has a higher content

put the