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 need to

wanted to complete her studies first. She didn’t want to have a baby

Boyce was a little frustrated. How could he forget this

arms around his neck and said, “I think

type of medicine that could ward off

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

Jasmine nodded.

had a change of clothes before going out, and Jasmine covered herself with the blanket. Her whole body was buried within the fabric, with only her head sticking out. There

care of, and

her upbringing wasn’t all fairy tale, she was able to meet Boyce. He was

could graduate soon so that she could

wanted to see him

of a sudden, this expectation was all she could

the source of the ringing and saw that it belonged to Boyce.

that Armand’s name was

some thought, she decided to

“Hello.”

from the traffic police department. Do you

sat up straight and replied,

the traffic police department come

as straight as a

an accident. He’s in the surgical theater now. If

was utterly shocked?

“H—How is he now?”

tossed her blanket away and started

come over

alright. What hospital are you

stated the address

suddenly realized that none of her clothes was there. She hastily wore Boyce’s T-shirt and fortunately

and saw that Jasmine was tying her hair in the