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?”

was there any need to buy

talking about… birth control pills.” Jasmine still wanted to complete her studies first. She didn’t

was a little frustrated. How

arms around his neck

type of medicine that could ward off pregnancy

condom. It’s not good for your

Jasmine nodded.

was buried within

taken care of,

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

could graduate soon so that

see him being

of a sudden, this expectation was all she could

to ring on the table. She looked at the source of the ringing and saw

saw that Armand’s name

some thought, she decided

“Hello.”

department. Do you know a man named

and replied,

the traffic police department

was as straight as a

accident. He’s in

utterly shocked? Drunk driving?

“H—How is he now?”

tossed her blanket away and started to gather

know for now. Just come over as soon

What hospital are you at

the address before hanging

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

that moment, Boyce returned and saw that Jasmine was tying her hair in the bathroom.