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

Boyce bowed his head and kissed her forehead, his eyes turning unfathomable. He said softly, “I like you.”

Jasmine blinked and said, “I know.”

If he did not like her, it was impossible for him to marry her.

His eyes turned more unfathomable and he repeated the words again with a softer voice.

This time, Jasmine seemed to understand what he meant as she could feel that his body feature changed slightly.

She could not help but frown. Her small face was crinkled as she asked softly, “Won’t you feel tired?”

It was already one day.

She was scared now. There was no break in the middle and she suffered a lot.

“That...” Jasmine was thinking about how she could tell him that she wanted a rest in an indirect manner.

“I’ll leave tomorrow.” Boyce could sense her hesitation. He knew it was too frequent but he wanted it so much. He could withstand it before he did it but after he had done it, his control power became weaker.

‘I’ll leave tomorrow and I rarely come back home.’

‘Jasmine still wants to reject?’

She snuggled up to his chest gently. She was embarrassed and her cheek was hot, “You, be gentle a bit, my waist is painful.”

Boyce looked at her reddened cheek. He hugged her slender body with his hot palm and kissed her lips, “I know.”

...

forgot

forgot but he could not control himself

goes, “A new broom sweeps clean.” This man was excited when

She thought that a man who could control himself for

man had controlled himself, the more terrifying

all

woken up early. She

good-looking, ‘I have to settle my business so I leave first. If you are too tired, then don’t cook. This is the phone

note ended with

frowned. She could not see

sleeping. Looking at her sleeping appearance, he was reluctant to leave. He wished to stay with her for a little longer, but he had to work. It seemed inappropriate for him to write “I’ll miss you”

Jasmine was a little disappointed. She hoped that

in the process of becoming a woman from

the note and thought to herself, ‘He still makes mistakes? He’s

at it again and again and finally sighed. She put it back on the table and lay down. She

she had to attend classes, and as usual, this went on for several days. Jasmine did not call Boyce. She wanted Boyce to contact her, however, Boyce

in bed, tossing and turning. She could not

he send

some spare time to send a

she thought about it, the angrier she became. She

Ring, ring…

that the screen showed Boyce’s number, she was about to go crazy with joy, ‘This man finally remembers

excitement and anticipation. The

Jasmine was speechless.

not even extend his greetings to me. He just sends a message with

‘Doesn’t he miss me?’