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?

was in a bit of

seeing her get

hungry. Mr. James, why don't you take me back

her back but made it very clear that she should get out of

bit 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

Stanford nodded.

here and it's quiet." The manager guided Stanford to a window

followed him in

manager pulled the chair for

thanked him, then

Stanford said as

to come with his wife and order those same dishes every time because his wife

up and glanced at the manager, "Mr.

it. You wait a moment."

went to arrange for the chef to prepare while Amanda took a sip of the plain water on the table and asked, "Mr.

said without thinking. However, it was only after he had finished that he realized that

been here so much that he'd gotten used to it. He didn't know if he liked it or if he was used to it, but

slightly

ex-wife who likes it." Stanford leaned back and looked at her. The sun was slanting in through the window and enveloping her body in a hazy haze. He

his fingers, "You

him and couldn't help but

misheard, "I look

was afraid that even her parents wouldn't recognize her,

she couldn't find when she had exposed

face was growing

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

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

do you mean by

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

of her shirt under the table. Too fake?

without reservation, all he

me and left me bruised and battered, 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,

hate your

Stanford that if she were still alive, what would

have

Hate?

think that word couldn't explain how

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

eyes and froze for a moment,

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