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

Amanda opened the door, only to find Casimir standing there with food and a bottle of Baijiu in his hand.

She looked at him up and down and asked, “What happened to you?”

“Let’s have a drink, shall we?” Casimir bypassed her and walked in.

Amanda closed the door and followed him. Looking at him, she realized that something must be wrong with him.

“Casimir, did anything happen to you?” she asked.

Casimir put down the things in his hands on the table.

Right then, the message tone on Amanda’s phone rang out. Amanda picked it up from the sofa and checked - it was a message from Joshua.

Casimir looked down and took a glance. He asked, “Who are you chatting with?”

Amanda tabbed the message to read.

“Abbott stays in Room 908. You can ask him yourself.”

Amanda replied to the ellipsis dots, meaning she was speechless.

“In fact, you should know it clearly. Someone was helping you all the time. He hasn’t been exposed to you yet.” Joshua replied.

“Who is it?” Casimir wanted to take a look, poking his head.

Amanda subconsciously hid the phone behind her so he couldn’t read them.

“What’s so confidential? You are even hiding it from me,” Casimir complained. Sitting on the sofa, he said, “I’m quite upset and want you to comfort me. Now I’m more upset.”

Amanda sat down and turned to look at him, “What bothers you?”

Casimir opened the takeout and the Baijiu bottle. He said, “I seemed to meet that man today.”

“Who?” Amanda was quite confused, wondering what he was talking about.

Casimir said irritably, “It’s that man.”

Amanda was speechless.

know whom

blinked, “I’ll drink

he added, “That

widened her eyes, “Have

That

you see him?” Amanda asked

the hotel,”

Amanda inhaled.

then, Abbott was staying in the same hotel and

while and said, “If your appearance would

know.” He truly hadn’t

always wanted to find his biological father and wanted to know

thought about the details

hadn’t thought about if he would tell the man about

bit, but I want to know who he is and what kind of man he

experienced such a matter, so she couldn’t understand how he

what was in

Baijiu for herself and another glass for him. Raising the glass, she clinked it with his, “Just stop

her, “Why don’t you

in a

stimulating me?” Casimir

“I can’t. I just can’t

just chat happily?” Casimir stood

so he

hurry, Amanda pulled him and heaved a sigh, “I know.

looked at her, “For

whatever you want me

me a

Amanda was silent.

pitiful. I can

“Do you also think I’m

him, “A child

hate him?” asked

Amanda didn’t answer.

what she said, Casimir would