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

Abbott sat still, “You can speak directly. There’s no outsider here. No one else would hear it.”

Emma’s expression gradually turned cold, “Why? Why are you so afraid of me? Will I swallow you alive?”

Abbott was hiding her. She wasn’t a tigress, was she?

Abbott stared at her for a few seconds in silence. To make her trust him, he sniffed, move to sit next to her, and smiled, “Why are you so petty?”

Emma snorted, “Abbott, did you lie to me when agreeing to help me?”

“I didn’t. I truly didn’t lie to you.” Abbott had a flattery smile, “I planned to quit. To help you, I didn’t quit but I became undercover for you. What’s your plan?”

As long as he knew her plan, he would resolve the problem ahead.

Emma thought for a moment, “I’m not nuts, but I’m upset and frustrated because my family has been broken. I know that I have to be punished by the law for breaking the law, but I can’t be indifferent to those who have destroyed my family but still lead a happy life. It’s not against the law to destroy the couple and make them break up, right?”

At least, she hadn’t heard that any mistress was put into jail.

Abbott was speechless.

In his opinion, there were so many mistresses in this world. If being a mistress was against the law, he wondered if the number would decrease.

He strongly wished that such kind of law would be announced.

Destroying others’ families was moral corruption. Violating others’ ownership should be defined as a crime!

However, Abbott was only hoping that. It wasn’t a realist. The most important right now was to get to know Emma’s plan.

“What do you plan to do?” asked Abbott.

Emma looked up at him, “You are working closely with Matthew Nelson, and he trusts you a lot, doesn’t he?”

his company for such a long time,”

piling him with alcohol, drugging him, or any other ways. You’d better pile him with alcohol, make it a drunken scene, and show his wife Dolores Flores. She

feeling a chill all over, “Are you

woman was too filthy,

his collar and leaned

said honestly, “You

laughed, “Are you

at her, his gaze falling on her collar that was open because she was leaning over. He could see her curves.

Abbott was aroused

away, “If I admit I’ll be jealous, will you stop

quite delighted, “You are my man. Of course, I won’t have sex with another man. Besides, I wouldn’t make myself an obverse target. As long as I’ll spend some money, a lot of women in the nightclubs will want to do it. I don’t need

fingers reached in from his collar. Touching his chest, she said enchantingly, “Abbott, are

stiffly, “Don’t you know if I’m a man or

Emma laughed, “I know.”

on Abbott, “Don’t you want to

out of the window. It was completely dark outside. Only colorful neon lights

gaze and asked in a low voice, “Do you know what

I need to consider something else?” Her lips approached Abbott’s chin. She pecked on it gently, “I won’t ask you to take the responsibility. After you’ve finished doing me a favor and if you want me

squinted, “Woman, you are so boring. After sleeping with me,

unbuttoned the buttons on his shirt and said with a smile, “We’re not lovers or a couple. We don’t have any trading relationship. We are sort of sex partners. If you are interested, I can have sex with you without falling in love with you. After all, I like

was

to endure. In the end, he gave up. Carrying her,

nestling in the quilt naked. She still had a blush on her face that hadn’t

the bathroom in a bathrobe

be sex partners, shall

didn’t agree or reject. He said,

waist. Clinging to him tightly, she raised her head and kissed him on his lips, “If you don’t answer my question, I’ll take it as a yes. In the future,