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.

she must drag Simona into death

caused her to lead such a miserable

idea of revenge heavily, they would be crazy and

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

directly instead of living like this

he knew what kind of place she would choose to hide. He locked and investigated a few crowded and remote areas, and he finally locked two of the areas

men split into two groups and

and Lindsay had left and returned to the city to wait

days, the secret investigators found a clue about Lindsay. However, Lindsay was not in the rented room when they

news and told Stanford, “In the west of the city, we found her trail, but she is no

sure that she did not leave the place since

Stanford said indifferently, “No matter she is dead or alive, must put her to

Atwood said, “Yes, sir.”

is outside the room, and he said he wants to talk to

want to see

want to see George

said, “I'll convey your words to

left the office

Stanford would not meet

want to see me. I can wait for him,” he sat on the couch in the lobby, with the

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

not here to make

the laugh, “Does he

became chilled with his expression, “Do you think Mr. James is a

a warm and

so paranoid to the extent that

seen all the

not know how to love a person because he had

was a child.

already

in

sound of the laugh, “In the past? You're good at minimizing

again in a low voice, “I

was your parents who caused it, and it was your mother, to be exact. If she hadn't picked up with a married man, would Mr. James's parents have divorced? There

didn't