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

Stanford walked over and looked at the posters advertising several movies that were posted on the door of the cinema.

"You came to the movies alone?" He asked.

Amanda smiled, "There's no one here who can watch a movie with me either, is there?"

"Which one did you see?" Suddenly, he was curious to know which movie she would be watching alone.

Three movies had been released this month, some sci-fi and some about romance.

Amanda turned her head to look at him and said, "Flipped."

"Miss Flores, do you have a boyfriend?" He asked again.

"What, Mr. James? You're interested in my personal affairs?" She smiled.

Stanford didn't know how he would ask so many questions.

It was as if none of the words had gone through his head.

"Sorry." He became serious, "It's late, Miss Flores. Just go home early and get some rest."

With that, he walked towards the car.

Amanda stood still. Watching his back, she suddenly said, "Mr. James, do you ever love anyone?"

Stanford suddenly stopped in his tracks and slowly turned around.

"It has nothing to do with work. You can not answer. It's just that today's movie is good. If you have time, you can watch it for entertainment as well." With that, she turned and walked in the opposite direction to him.

At that moment, she just wanted to know if he had ever liked her during the time he had been with her.

So what if he had liked her or not? What would that change?

She laughed at herself and tilted her head, then straightened her back.

Stanford stood still, and his gaze shifted to the movie poster of Flipped.

Probably because it was about a childhood love story, the poster had a boy and girl as the thematic images.

He stared at Simona's back but somehow overlapped her figure with that of another woman.

She was clearly not her, so why did he always associate her with her?

He didn't like the feeling. She was her, and he didn't like the idea of her being replaced by someone else!

He didn't start the car first thing when he got in but turned his head to look at the poster.

She was also young when he first met her.

She gave him a warm feeling when she smiled.

His eyes deepened with affection that even he had not noticed.

taken root in his heart. No matter how much he

thought of it,

long time to calm down and start

On the next day…

phone and picked it up while Casimir's voice came on the other end

sobered up

about your ex-husband." The person on the other

and rubbed

"What gossip?"

her phone. She clicked on the link and found the huge headline that read 'J&Y Group's president 'puts on a limited

sent a message over and teased her: Why does your ex-husband even beat up women? He is

and continued to read the news. Usually, news like this would exaggerate the facts to get

woman, but they had a

but

money now? Would he beat up someone in public for

that she didn't reply to the message, Casimir sent another one over: You're not upset,

Why would I

your ex-husband has gone to

Didn't you also say he was

he had nothing

texted: Okay. Have a

and got up. She had things to do

went out after washing and dressing. It was Lindsay who had victimized her back then. If she wanted to have her punished the way she deserved, she would have to

clues and didn’t dare to contact those people. She was

to avenge herself, and now she had

be exceptionally well-made, with everyone entering and leaving recorded. Even though so much time

she went to the place where

yard was littered with leaves, the lawn was long from lack of mowing, and the leaves were as thin and

after their divorce and had not deliberately changed the password. So the door opened at once, and she pushed

generation had passed. Once she thought she would be

the reality was

it. The password had not been changed either, and it

cold, and

when she married him was now

her eyes and she

at her

all the surveillance and security systems in the villa was

had lived here for three years and knew all the arrangements

to the study, she walked in, went

or electricity was cut off. Everything was as it was before, except for the dust that had

the computer monitor lit

and filled in the search field for the time she wanted to

the only surveillance for that day that had been deleted was the

and felt it was right. Since Lindsay had done something bad, how could she not erase all traces

a clue. Since this clue didn't work, there was still the person Lindsay had paid off to kidnap her

could always

to leave, she accidentally touched a book that was sitting