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

Jasmine mumbled some vague response under her breath.

They then entered the room under an ambiguous, inexplicable atmosphere.

The two of them sat by the bed. Boyce’s back was strangely straight, his palms on his laps slowly curled into fists.

Jasmine drooped her eyes and from time to time her eyelashes were seen trembling. Her hand was grabbing at her robe uneasily, and all of a sudden her hand was grabbed by someone. That had felt warm, and there were calluses on the inside, “Sit right here.”

Jasmine stood up and Boyce put his hand around her waist and led her to sit on his lap.

He looked up at her and asked in a hoarse voice, “Ar—Are you ready?”

Jasmine looked down at the floor and a strand of hair dropped across Boyce’s face. His boiling blood seemed to go up a notch as he raised his hand and lightly take the rein of her bathrobe. With a slight pull, the bathrobe came undone.

Jasmine’s body inadvertently tensed up, and she suddenly grabbed his hand only to see him looking at her. They were locking gazes.

With their eyes meeting, Boyce thought that she was afraid, so he ventured, “I guess you are not ready yet…”

Before he could finish his sentence, his lips were interrupted by Jasmine’s kiss.

The two of them finally broke through that imaginary veil separating them. With Jasmine’s initiation, everything began smoothly.

Boyce pushed him to the bed, and Jasmine suddenly felt bare naked from the front. She realized that her bathrobe had come undone.

She instinctively wanted to block her front, but Boyce grabbed her hand to prevent that, and his gaze slowly fell on her.

Her face was burning, and her heart was pounding uncontrollably.

Jasmine’s body developed pretty well, and although she was not the voluptuous type, she still had all the assets a woman should have. Her skin was fair, and her figure was curvy.

She bit her lips, “Do I need to buy some medicine?”

Boyce’s eyes were depthless and dark, and his voice was straining greatly, “What do you want that for?”

there any

her studies first.

your health, right?” Boyce was a

neck and said, “I think it’s fine for me to eat

medicine that could ward off pregnancy for as long as 72 hours after

shirt and said, “I’m going to buy… a condom. It’s not good for your health

Jasmine nodded.

buried within the fabric, with only her head sticking out. There was a faint blush on her face. Somehow, she

of being taken care of, and getting loved by

Although her upbringing wasn’t all fairy tale, she was able to meet Boyce. He was mature and understanding, and he knew how to care for

could graduate soon so that she could bear a

wanted to see him being

sudden, this expectation was all she could think

a phone started to ring on the table. She looked at the source of the ringing and

and saw that Armand’s name was

she decided to answer the

“Hello.”

am from the traffic police department.

replied, “I know

traffic

straight as a ruler

accident. He’s in the surgical

was utterly shocked? Drunk driving?

“H—How is he now?”

her blanket away and started to gather

now. Just come over

alright. What hospital are you at

the address

there. She hastily wore Boyce’s T-shirt and fortunately for her, it looked like a dress that covered

her hair in the bathroom. There was a black plastic bag dangling from his hand, “Why are