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

Car?

What car?

Boyce Shawn observed the car through his rear-view mirror. He then quickly noticed who the driver was.

His brows wrinkled up, and his facial expression darkened.

Theresa Gordon asked, “Is she following you on purpose?”

“I don’t think so,” Boyce replied.

‘There shouldn’t be a reason for this.’

‘What is she trying to do?’

Theresa took another glance behind, Boyce’s driving speed wasn’t fast, nor was it peak hours as there weren’t many cars on the road. However, the car behind was moving at a slower speed, under normal circumstances the car behind would’ve overtaken Boyce’s car.

If this wasn’t tracking, then what was it then?

“Doesn’t seem like it, haven’t you already settled the issues between the both of you?” Theresa herself had once gone through such a loss before. “I don’t want you to end up like Armand Bernie.”

This time it would be Jasmine Burke that would be hurt.

Boyce replied, “We’ve both made it clear, and she has even agreed. We both broke up on good terms.”

“Ah, is that so?” Theresa nodded.

Looking at Boyce’s personality, he was not the type of person to cheat on his partner.

When Boyce sped up, the car behind followed suit. When Boyce took an exit, Wendy Miller’s car did the same too. It was no mere coincidence that Wendy was travelling on this route, as she lived in the Southern District while Boyce lived in the Northern District, totally in the opposite directions.

Boyce began to hesitate. ‘If Wendy were to meet Jasmine when we reach home, that would definitely not be good.’

Theresa was also observing the car behind them. ‘I wasn’t sure at first if she was following us, but now it’s more apparent.’

Wendy continued to follow behind Boyce’s car.

Theresa didn’t want anything bad

a love triangle like this, the one who will end up being hurt the most

want Jasmine to be the next person to go

of the road and stopped

Boyce turned his head towards Theresa, “Wait for me

did not want to get down and cause a

from the car and

his car. Before Wendy could react, she saw Boyce alighting from the car and walking

suddenly began pounding in her

he realise that I

tightly, her heart pounding. In the blink of an eye

Knock knock--

on the car window. Wendy hastily calmed herself and wound the

on a smile,

me?” Boyce frankly

as you, does it mean that I was following you?” Wendy

calm on the surface,

the caller ID on Boyce’s phone, she became curious. What kind of woman was able to make Boyce, who was usually indifferent

it be that

‘Cutie?”

‘Hehe’

leaving the hospital, she spotted Boyce’s car and there was a lady in the car with him. At first,

the lady in the car was the

you have no friends or relatives living here in the Northern

fall on deaf ears, so she

“Does it matter to

It merely piqued my interest, is that not allowed?”

personality is exactly the same as Mrs.

I no longer

that you don’t love me anymore, but you

Boyce warned, “I have no relations whatsoever with that lady in my car, she is Armand

Armand’s girlfriend is