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.

whom he was referring

blinked, “I’ll drink with

her. After a pause, he added, “That man, who

eyes, “Have

nodded, “Yeah. That man looked like

did you see him?”

hotel,” said

Amanda inhaled.

staying in the same hotel

and said, “If your appearance would bother his

know.” He truly

biological father

hadn’t thought about

about if he would tell the man

I probably hate him a bit, but I want to know who he is and what kind of man he is. After all, he’s

a matter, so

understand what was in his

bottle and poured a glass of Baijiu for herself and another glass for him. Raising the glass, she clinked it with

looked at her, “Why don’t you comfort

up in a happy family,

just stop stimulating me?” Casimir rolled

up her hands, “I can’t. I just can’t understand

just chat happily?” Casimir stood

extremely bad mood now, so he didn’t want to be

hurry, Amanda pulled him and heaved a sigh, “I know. My bad. I’ll

looked at her,

whatever you

a

Amanda was silent.

pitiful. I

you also think I’m

“A child without a

I hate

Amanda didn’t answer.

matter what she