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

Elizabeth was napping in her bedroom. Usually, when Armand wasn’t in, Dora would take care of her. Upon hearing Armand’s question, she told him that Elizabeth had invited a fortune teller over and did a Taoism ritual in the house.

“The master said Theresa must sleep in the bedroom.”

Armand knew how eagerly Elizabeth was to have a great-grandson. Much to his surprise, his grandmother would be so superstitious.

He walked into the bedroom of him and Theresa. Pushing the door, he saw several dolls of the storks with incense on the table. The bedroom looked and smelt quite weird.

He could hardly believe his eyes - if Theresa saw this room, he was sure that she would become so depressed.

Even Armand believed that he was going nuts.

Fortunately, he didn’t take Theresa home. Now he felt so lucky. He entered the room, opened the cabinet, and found a suitcase. Then he started putting their clothes into the suitcase.

After he finished packing, Elizabeth woke up when he was about to leave. Seeing him pulling the luggage, she asked, “Where are you going? Where is Theresa? Shouldn’t she come home today?”

“I sent her to City C. She’s busy there...”

“What’s so important than having a baby? It’s not her fault although the cultivation failed this time. The master said it was because there was something wrong with the geomantic omen in our house. I’ve invited him to do a Taoism ritual for us. Next time, it’ll definitely work. Hurry. Take her home.”

“Grandma! She’s a human. You can’t treat her as a tool to give birth...”

“What are you talking about? She’s also your wife. Isn’t it natural for your wife to give birth to your babies?” Elizabeth was anxious. “Hurry! Take her back home.”

“No way. She’s left.”

Elizabeth hit him several times in anger. “Hurry up! Take her back!”

Armand was

to piss her to death. “Do you want me to die? All right.

wheelchair and was about

you died, how would you

he pulled

Grabbing a teacup from the table, she tossed

out...” Dora

looked back at Elizabeth. Tilting, he dodged the

my grandmother. If you can delight

“Armand!”

for a while. After Theresa gets better, we’ll come

in anger. “Armand, you want me to die,

hard Elizabeth yelled

be reluctant to die. She

kitchen, and a bathroom. It was good for the two to stay. They didn’t need to prepare for anything as there

apartment was also close to Armand’s law

in the bedroom was pretty neat - with light pink walls, a white big bed, simple-styled lamps, and curtains in warm colors. There was a hanging chair on the balcony, on which there

staying in the apartment loved life a lot, making Armand feel

on the clothes in the cabinet, Theresa was

He said, “She’s always unhappy. If she gets angry, she was making

the cabinet above. Then he walked to the bed and sat on the edge, “I know you felt quite depressed when staying home, and so

Theresa pressed her lips.

reached out and tossed her hair to the back

Theresa hummed to respond.