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

"Miss Flores, what are you doing here?" Stanford thought he was looking at the wrong person.

Amanda clenched her hands, which were hanging at her sides, into fists. She was trying desperately to suppress the emotions tumbling inside her to remain calm.

"I ..." Her voice was a little hoarse, "I got lost."

"I'll give you a ride. Get in the car." He looked at her and said.

Amanda released her clenched fist and smiled, "Then thank you."

Stanford was quiet and didn't say a word.

She pulled open the back door and sat in.

"I don't know if you've got things handled?" She meant something else, "I don't want anything to go wrong while we're working together."

Stanford remained silent as he started the car and drove away.

What happened last night was an accident, but it was deliberately posted online and became a scandal. He had dealt with it.

The incident had upset him, too.

"Miss Flores, you haven't had lunch yet, have you? My treat today." Stanford suddenly spoke up.

Amanda thought for a moment, "How can I refuse since you have been so gracious in inviting me?"

Stanford glanced at her in the rearview mirror. Every time he saw her, she would do something unexpected.

This time was no different.

There seemed to be a certain magic about her that attracted him and always made him want to be near her.

And he didn't like that feeling in his heart.

He didn't like it when a woman made him do things that were out of his control.

The car pulled up and stopped in front of a restaurant.

Amanda got a good look at the restaurant while her heart was in turmoil once again. This was a restaurant she used to love to come to, and she loved to pester Stanford to come with her. It had all the dishes she liked to eat.

Why had he brought her to this restaurant?

What did he know?

in a bit of a

got out of the car. Not seeing her get out, he opened the back door

"I'm not very hungry. Mr. James, why

already here, Miss Flores, you'd better get down." Stanford didn't mean to take her back but made it

to get out of the car while Stanford walked ahead. He was a regular

Stanford nodded.

it's quiet." The manager guided

followed him in with downcast

lady, please." The manager pulled the

thanked him,

usual," Stanford said as

used to come with his wife and order those same dishes every time because his wife loved them. Now, this was a strange woman and he was still ordering

up and glanced at the manager,

chef prepare it. You wait a moment." The manager

prepare while Amanda took a sip of the plain water on the table and asked, "Mr. James, do

it was only after he had finished that he realized that this was not the restaurant he

he'd gotten used to it. He didn't know if he liked it or if he was used to

slightly while her

back and looked at her. The sun was slanting in through the window and enveloping her body

his fingers,

and couldn't help

had misheard, "I look

up and touch her face. She was afraid that even her parents wouldn't recognize her, yet he

she couldn't find when she had

was growing

look alike, but you make people feel alike." Stanford looked at her and said,

in her mind what he meant. Was he testing her, or was he simply

do you mean by

as warm as she is. She loves to smile, and when she smiles at me, her arched eyebrows always make me feel warm." His eyes softened at the mention of her. And that softness disappeared again when his gaze fell on Simona, "You're

corner of her shirt under the table. Too

all he could think about was how

so I wouldn't dare smile like that again. I'm afraid of meeting the next scum. Although one's eyes have 5.76 pixels, they can't see through the human

you hate

if she were still

have

Hate?

word couldn't explain how

could have killed him myself if I could." As she spoke, she stared into his

froze for a