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

Chapter 890

"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

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

sat still, "I'm not very hungry. Mr. James, why don't

didn't mean to take her back but made it very clear that she should

her lower lip and bent over to get out of the car while Stanford walked ahead. He was a regular customer, so as soon as he came

Stanford nodded.

guided Stanford to a window

followed him in

The manager pulled

thanked him,

Stanford said as

every time because his wife

glanced at the manager, "Mr.

to have the chef prepare it. You wait a moment." The manager hurriedly said with

to arrange for the chef to prepare while Amanda took a sip of the

was only after he had finished that he

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

her eyes slightly while her curled

it." Stanford leaned back and looked at her. The sun was slanting in through the window and enveloping her body in a

squeezed his fingers, "You look like

and couldn't help but frown.

had misheard, "I

up and touch her face. She was afraid that even

find when she

was growing

make people feel alike."

meant. Was he testing

mean by that?"

at the mention of her. And that softness disappeared again when his gaze fell on Simona, "You're more sombre and completely

her shirt under the table. Too fake?

when she'd smiled at him without reservation, all he could think about was how

like your ex-wife, unreserved and true to the person I liked. But my ex-boyfriend cheated on me and left me bruised and battered, so I wouldn't dare smile like

you hate

to Stanford that if she were still alive, what would

she have

Hate?

didn't think that word couldn't

I could have killed him myself if I could."

eyes and froze for a

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