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

The three women passed her by, and she could even smell the cheap perfume reeking from the two women.

Soon they walked into a store with a sign for hair washing, massage, and barbering, with pink lights on inside.

Through the glass door with small advertisements, she saw one of the women held a middle-aged man's arm and walked into the store. The other woman stood in the doorway, leaned against the door, and greeted people passing by, “Do you want a haircut? I'm good at it, and I'll make sure you're satisfied with my skill.”

The person ignored her, and she continued to speak to the other person.

Soon Lindsay understood their job. She must have despised them in the past. However, Lindsay hid from police officers and Stanford and lived worse than the two women. She raised the corners of her lips and laughed at herself. She continued to walk towards the rented room.

She did not have much money and would finish spending the money if she still idled this way. She wanted to find a job but did not dare to show her face in public. After all, the network was well-developed, and the police officers had announced her looks. People would certainly recognize her face if she went to a crowded place.

She did not dare to go out of the room.

She could not stay in the small room anymore after staying idly in the room for two days. Her money was getting less and less. How could she survive if there was no money?

So she took a risk to go out of the room and tried to find a job.

Most of the people, who lived in this area, were working in the factory. However, Lindsay did not dare to work there because there were many people in the factory. There was a small supermarket recruiting people with so many people coming and going. So she also did not dare to work there.

“Why? Are you looking for a job?” the landlord was eating away the sunflower seeds while looking at Lindsay.

Lindsay instantly turned her head around, saw the landlord, and said, “I'm not.”

“Why are you keep staring at the job vacancy board if you're not looking for a job,” the landlord laughed, “You look young and pretty. Do you want me to introduce a job to you? I can assure you that you can earn more than you work in the supermarket.”

Lindsay immediately recalled the two women, “I don't want.”

After saying that, she turned around and left. Even though she was in a desperate situation, she would not be so cheap to be a prostitute. She would rather die instead of pleasing those dirty men.

The landlord grunted, “Look at yourself, and who do you think you are?”

Lindsay abruptly clenched her hands, and her face turned pale.

Why would she become like this?

Why did she become like this? Everything had happened after Simona went to City B. Lindsay could have married Stanford and lived as a trophy wife envied by people. It was Simona who changed her life.

The more she thought about it, the more she hated Simona.

die, she must drag Simona into death

Simona who caused her to lead

would be crazy

she did not want to go back to the room that tormented her with the unpleasant

rather die directly instead of living like this

remote areas, and he finally locked two of the areas where Lindsay was staying in one of the areas. The second area was also a relatively

two groups and investigated secretly in

the people who went to investigate the place just arrived, and Lindsay had

a clue about Lindsay.

and told Stanford, “In the west of the city, we found her

did not leave the place

said indifferently, “No matter she is dead or alive, must

Atwood said, “Yes, sir.”

the room, and

want to see him,” Stanford

not want to

convey your words

the office after saying

anticipated that Stanford would not

sat on

trouble, and then you came here again. Mr. James had injured, and you guys did not concern about his injury and came

here to make

of the laugh, “Does he need our

James is a ruthless person? Haven't you ever thought about

grew up in a warm and harmonious family, how would he be so

so paranoid to the extent that

the pain Stanford

not know how to love a person because

life at home since he was a child. George knew that he had made

already in the

in

the laugh, “In the past? You're good at minimizing your faults. Would you forget easily the things that engraved on

in a low voice, “I

mother, to be exact. If she hadn't picked up with a married man, would Mr.

they didn't