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

The woman was scared but stood still. She looked at the time. She had only been in the room for nearly two hours.

She was afraid she wouldn’t get the money.

Stanford was more than just physically uncomfortable at the moment, but also his heart hurt from anger.

He never expected that Amanda would treat him like this.

He closed his eyes, suppressing the anger in his heart, got up and picked up the glass on the table, then smashed it towards the woman’s head. The woman couldn’t dodge it and was smashed squarely.

The woman covered her head with an ouch. The woman who had been kicked down got up from the floor, not daring to approach again, and said to the woman covering her head, “We’d better go. I’m afraid this money isn’t that easy to get it. This man is apparently violent!”

The woman covering her head was reluctant, but she was chickened out when seeing Stanford’s eyes, which were red with anger.

Stanford thought they didn’t want to leave yet and sat on the bed, staring sternly at the two women, “You want to die?”

The two women couldn’t be bothered to pick up their clothes and leave. However, they opened the door and saw many looking at them.

“What’s going on?” The women were dumbfounded.

The media at the door just shot at them, thinking that the boss of J&Y Group had such a unique hobby. How much fun he had to have two women accompany her, and they both seemed injured too?

The media thought that they had something to report.

The two women could no longer satisfy their curiosity, and they wanted to see Stanford at the moment.

It was exciting to think, what did this aloof boss that normally couldn’t be interviewed look like in bed at the moment. The cameras even stretched from outside into the room.

Stanford was speechless.

He gripped the bedsheet under him hard, ignoring his discomfort, and stood up with all his strength. He glanced coldly over the people at the door, and finally, his gaze fell on the woman watching at the end of the corridor.

‘I suppose she was the one who called all those people here.’

Stanford was angry, but what really stung him was that she had gotten him those women!

He walked over there. His steps were wobbly, but he still tried to look normal.

capture these scenes. Just the two unclothes women were enough

to Stanford at this moment. She tried to leave, but he grabbed her wrist, “I don’t think those two women that you

Amanda’s face changed instantly.

him angrily,

out a laugh, “I’ve humiliated enough today anyway. I’d

into his arms forcefully, held

“Umm…”

Amanda tried to struggle.

so much strength clamping her that she couldn’t even break

Click, click, click.

were the sounds of photos

that things were

quickly stepped

“This is my girlfriend. While I’m at it,

Amanda was stunned.

Amanda glared at him in exasperation, “I don’t like filthy men like

is that filthy?” Stanford pointed at the two women at the door, “It was you who intent on defiling me with

just some titbits now felt that it was actually an emotional

the exposure of Stanford’s

the room first. He would then take care of the media

the only thing she could do now. Amanda quickly

to enter her room, but Amanda didn’t let him. He threatened calmly, “If you don’t let me in, aren’t

tightly and spoke icily,

forced me first.” Stanford held

soon as he

was still breathing but had just fainted. She pulled out her phone and called Gerben, telling him to quickly get rid of

password. She tried to use the old password, the one she had set for him back then. She said, “Only I can know this password apart from

digits long, and it was her birth

password in

regained her composure and found

up the call, “Mr.

Come over

side, Atwood hesitated for a

gave him the address