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

“We’ve agreed last time. We must talk in private,” said Stanford first.

Amanda said, “Okay. But I hope you can keep your promise. After you’ve told me what you want to speak, you can’t come to bother me anymore.”

Stanford looked down a bit, his thick eyelashes covering his ink-black pupils. He hummed in a low voice.

“Let’s go.” He moved first. Amanda followed him.

“Go ahead and tell me what you want to speak. I’m quite busy,” said Amanda impatiently.

Stanford turned to look at her. When he was about to speak, a car parked on the roadside. Seven or eight men got off with the baseball bats, surrounding Amanda and Stanford together.

“Who are you?” Stanford frowned.

“Are you Stanford James?” The lead didn’t answer his question. Instead, he wanted to confirm Stanford’s identity.

Stanford stood in front of Amanda protectively. “I am. I’m the one you’re looking for. Let her go.”

“Sure. We’re looking for you. We won’t hurt anyone innocent.” Stanford was their only target.

Stanford didn’t know who they were, but he knew that they came for him. He whispered to Amanda, “Hurry up and leave here.”

“Who have you offended?” Amanda didn’t leave immediately. Watching the scene, she frowned. “How dare they do such a thing in broad daylight?”

Stanford noticed that she slightly frowned, and suddenly his heart fluctuated. He wondered if she cared about him.

care about me?” he asked in a gentle tone,

“What do your life

away without

her receding figure and asked, “If something happens to

Amanda ruthlessly,

Bang--

bat was smashed on Stanford’s back. He frowned and let out a groan. Then he grabbed the bat

No matter how capable Stanford would be, he found it

at fighting, but he was

while fighting against the gang. Even if he didn’t have an upper hand,

eyelashes trembled. In the end, she pulled out the phone and called the emergency number. She whispered to herself, “Just for the sake that we use to

she yelled, “I’ve called the police. Fuck off if you don’t want to go to

looked back, only to find that Amanda was standing nearby with her cell phone in her hand. He wondered if she still truly care about him. He confirmed his thought. Otherwise, she would have left

faint smile. He didn’t

lucky that Amanda still

Bang!

smashed the bat on his head. His pupils shrank tightly. Thick blood oozed among his

trotted towards him, but it was too late.

hurriedly got in the car and

squatted down to hold

Stanford only saw black. He gradually became unconscious, but seemingly he

He raised his hand...

reached her cheek, his hand