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

get out, he

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

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

of the car while Stanford walked ahead. He was a regular customer, so

Stanford nodded.

here and it's quiet." The manager guided Stanford to a window seat in the VIP

in

manager pulled

him, then sat

said

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

glanced at

just going to have the chef prepare it. You

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

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 it, but he

eyes slightly while her curled lashes

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

his fingers, "You

at him and couldn't help

had misheard, "I look

touch her face. She was afraid that

find when she

was growing

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

meant. Was he

mean by that?"

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

corner of her

all he could think about

once been 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 that again. I'm afraid of meeting the

you hate

she were still alive, what would she

have

Hate?

that word

if I could." As she

eyes and froze for a moment, "You

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