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

Jasmine braced herself and tried to stand up. She suddenly realized that she was naked, so she instinctively pulled the blanket and covered her chest. It wasn't like she was embarrassed; it was just that she was not used to naturally showing her naked body to him.

She bit her lips, lowered her eyes, and said softly, "You, you go out first. I want to wear some clothes."

Boyce sat at the side of the bed but didn't move. He just stared at her without saying anything.

Jasmine felt uneasy with him staring at her. She frowned and asked, "Why… Why are you staring at me like that?"

Boyce took her into his arms, lowered his head, and kissed her forehead. After keeping silent for a short while, he said, "There are many things I want to say to you, but I don't know what to say."

Jasmine knew that he was a person who couldn't express himself.

She nestled in his arms and said, "I understand."

She liked him the way he was. He was calm, composed, and steady.

Maybe because she hadn't received any fatherly love since she was young, other than the love she had gotten from Boyce, she also respected and looked up to him as an elder.

She didn't need Boyce to tell her those lovey-dovey words all the time, and it was not like he was able of saying those things too. His temperament was like this, and that was what Jasmine loved about him.

As for those lovey-dovey words, she could be the one saying them.

"Jasmine," Boyce suddenly said.

Jasmine looked up and her nose touched her chin. She pouted and pretended to be angry, "You should have shaved."

Boyce touched his chin. He hadn't shaved for two days, and the little stubs that had grown out were a little prickly. He told her that he would go shave later, then he called out to Jasmine again.

her eyes and

dark pupils became deeper, and he said

do you need to thank

pursed his lips and said,

though intentionally or unintentionally, her lips were brushing through his lips while she was talking,

down, suddenly clasped her head, and

clothes on her and that they were supposed to go

With no room left.

I'm hungry..." Jasmine

action of pressing her down suddenly paused. Jasmine blinked her watery eyes, which were filled with laughter, and poked his nose with her slender fingers, "Why are

was panting roughly,

"The only thing I want

…

want to eat them anymore,

long was scary. Jasmine knew it clearly. She couldn't get out of bed on the first day after

shower when it was dark. Her lower body felt wet and sticky, with a faint smell of sweat. It was not only hers, but Boyce’s

took a shower and changed into a dry nightgown. While she was wiping her hair and walked out of the bathroom, she saw that Boyce was making a phone call. She walked quietly to the sofa and sat down,

talking to his colleague about work stuff. After several minutes passed, he hung up the phone, turned around, and saw that Jasmine was there. He walked over and took the towel in her hand, "Let me

her head on his thighs, and let him dry her

down at her,

"I'm hungry," Jasmine said.

Boyce stared at her.

was still a bit uncomfortable. It felt a little swollen and painful. It was her first time, and it was a little too long. It was painful

and she didn't want to eat