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?”

any

wanted to complete her studies first.

not good for your health, right?” Boyce was a little

to get up, but Jasmine hooked her arms around his neck and said,

that could ward off pregnancy for as long as 72

a condom. It’s not good for your health to take that kind

Jasmine nodded.

body was 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 someone

felt that she was the lucky one. Although her upbringing wasn’t all fairy tale, she was

could graduate soon so that she could bear a child

to see him

a sudden, this expectation was

the table. She looked at the source of the ringing and saw that it belonged to Boyce. He didn’t bring his phone

Armand’s name

she decided to answer the

“Hello.”

from the traffic police department. Do you know

sat up straight and replied, “I know him.

did the traffic police department

straight as

accident. He’s in the surgical theater

utterly shocked? Drunk driving?

“H—How is he now?”

and started to gather

know for now. Just come over

What hospital are

caller stated the address before

her clothes was there. She hastily wore Boyce’s T-shirt

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