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

Emma didn't seem like she was scared. Instead, she got up relaxingly from the sofa, walked towards Abbott, tugged his tie, and said, "I know I'm not a match for him. But I still have you, right? Aren't you working for him?"

Abbott looked down at her hand and sneered, "Why are you so sure that I'll help you?"

Emma approached his chin and blew warm air at him, "If you don't want to help your woman, who else do you want to help?"

"Is this a joke?" Abbott pinched her cheeks, "You willingly throw yourself at me. You don't deserve to be my woman!"

Emma wasn't angry. She just laughed and said, "Whether be it I throw myself at you, or you voluntarily find me, all of these don't matter. The important thing is you have slept with me, so are you trying to deny it now? Should I go public and sue you for rape?"

Abbott narrowed his eyes.

"Don't stare at me." Emma lifted her leg and rubbed it on his side, "I prefer you to be gentler to me."

Abbott was speechless.

"Can you show some dignity? Can you stop being so bitchy?" Abbott shoved her away.

Emma bumped into the corner of the table. She held her leg and said, "Abbott, you have gone too far."

"You are the one who has gone too far. Do you really think that I'll listen to you just because I slept with you? It's just some photos; you can give them to whoever you want. As for the video, you can give them to whichever media you like, I don't care. You will never be able to threaten me!"

After saying that, Abbott went out and slammed the door behind him.

Emma sat on the table and looked at the closed door. She tightly clenched her fists.

She refused to give up. She took out her phone and called him.

Abbot was driving. He heard his phone’s ringtone, took it out and saw that it was her name. He didn't pick it up but just threw it aside and let it ring.

didn't pick up her call, Emma wasn't discouraged. She chose to text

ringing stopped, and the text message notification sounded. Abbott reached out and looked at his phone. The contents were, [You don't want your

her text, [Do I still have a future after I

really give up

any dignity after I

number once again. This time, Abbott picked up her call,

really can give up

answered her

need to be so loyal? You are just working for him. If you help me, I can let you become your own boss. You are capable, I

morality is worse than a pig or a dog. I can't control you, Emma, but you can also stop thinking

held her phone and didn't speak for

are you

don't know what to say," Emma

brother were to blame for what happened to them. But she was their daughter and sister, she couldn't remain indifferent about what

one last time. Are you really not going to

her the same answer, "I'm not

regret it!" After saying that, Emma hung up

and the beeping sound was on. He pressed the end button, threw his phone aside, laid his elbows against the

long while. After some

started the car again and drove to the

and stopped at the office level. After he got out

about to knock on Matthew's door, the secretary told him, "The

and asked, "Where did

where he has gone to. It's not in the

idea where Matthew went. His