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

Boyce’s depthless eyes resembled those of a deep well, and he was frozen as he looked into the eyes of this girl. Her face was pale, and her eyes were crystal clear, which showcased a kind of maturity beyond her actual age. A sense of steely strength was hidden beneath her eyes, which incited feelings of protectiveness inside him. How could he put her in a position that would make her life difficult?

Slowly, he reduced his gripping strength, and Jasmine’s scrawny arms wrapped themselves around his neck. Her lips met his, and she landed a deep kiss on his lips.

Boyce was caught off guard by this sudden kiss and he forgot to react or didn’t even know how to respond for a moment.

Jasmine didn’t mind one bit about his passiveness as she pressed her lips harder. She liked the clumsiness in him, and she also liked how innocent he was.

Perhaps because of Jasmine’s passionate kiss, someone as passive as Boyce began to respond in subtle ways. He took her fragile body into his arms and tried to reciprocate her kiss albeit a little awkwardly.

After some time, Jasmine was he first to let go of him, and her lips had turned into a cherry which was dipped in dew. The moisture was glistening off her reddish lips, and as she blinked, she said with a hoarse voice, “How will I regret everything? I really love you. You are just too dense and foolish since you believe whatever I had said. I was just messing with you. I will never, ever regret this.”

Boyce watched her sincere yet passionate face, and he felt like something was fluttering in his heart akin a feather fluttering, which made him a little numb and tremble. His heart seemed to take on a life of its own as it got out of his control. His heartbeat was irregular and without rhythm.

He wanted to reveal his feelings, but he was no good at expression such intimate words. All he could do was to gaze at her quietly.

His brows jolted as he said in a low voice, “Jasmine, I won’t betray your trust. Thank you for believing in me.”

Jasmine initially imagined that he would now belt out a “passionate confession”, and even if he didn’t do that, he should at least express his love for her. However… he was thanking her for her trust with such a serious face?

She sniffed loudly and complained, “I am almost ready to cry, but somehow you make me want to laugh.”

Boyce’s face continued to be dense, “Did I say anything wrong?”

He was thinking in his heart, ‘What did I just say wrongly?’

“There’s nothing wrong with what you had just said. Your words are perfect, and

laugh instead of crying because of touching moments. Do

you in that way. I just think that you are not smart enough.” After saying that, Jasmine sped off into the house and jumped onto her bed. She wrapped herself

of fabric on the bed and her lips slowly curled up, revealing a faint smile. He went in without any urgency and sat down on the edge of the bed before reaching out to peel off her blanket. Jasmine’s head popped out

but at the same time,

closed his eyes and took

her

“Yes.” Jasmine answered.

as he said,

gaping space next to her in bed, “We will sleep side

lied down

poured into the room, illuminating the whole place in a

Boyce nodded, “Indeed.”

mean the actual temperature of the room. His blood was boiling, and it was the lustful longing a man harbored for

got up and switched on a small fan by the table. She

his head, “Not

continued, “Accompany me for a few more days

without hesitation,

too fast. Don’t you need to think about it?” Jasmine

“There’s no

she took his arm and placed it under her head.

a little dense when it came to his feelings, but he was still an honest man