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 a

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

"I'm not very hungry. Mr. James, why don't you take me back to the

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

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

Stanford nodded.

manager guided Stanford to a window seat in

him in

manager pulled the chair for

thanked him, then

said

order those same dishes every time because

looked up and glanced at the

have the chef prepare it. You wait a moment."

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

was only after he had finished that he

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

her eyes slightly

through the window and enveloping her body in a hazy haze. He was

his fingers,

looked up at him and couldn't help but frown. What

misheard, "I look like your

her face. She was afraid that even her parents wouldn't recognize

it, she couldn't find when she had exposed

was

alike, but you make people feel alike." Stanford looked at her and said, "It's not

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

mean by

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

the corner of her shirt

all he could

on 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

hate

occurred to Stanford that if she were still

she have hated

Hate?

word couldn't explain

myself if I could." As she spoke, she stared

and froze for a

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