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

Evelyn blinked while looking at him. “Why? Don’t you believe me? Are you afraid I might not cure your eyes?”

“I like being this way.” Andrew chuckled.

“Why? You even can’t see me.” Evelyn looked quite serious. “I must cure you.”

Andrew waved at her. “Come here.”

Evelyn put down the herbs in her hands and walked to him. Then she sat on his lap naturally. She had a faint scent of the herbs, which didn’t smell bad. It made his mind clear instead.

Andrew stroked her through her back to her cheek, pinching it gently. “I’m afraid you’re too ugly. I’ll be freaked out.”

Evelyn pressed her head on his shoulder. “You said you won’t mind if I was ugly. Why? Do you want to go back on your word?”

and deep. “If

at him. Her nose tip slightly touched his cheek. Her

warmth, Andrew didn’t mind it

wondered about her question. Would he marry her for her beautiful voice, knowing Chinese medicine, or being

knew that he enjoyed being with her a

in the

could clearly feel her thin and soft

he would marry

that he had never experienced from

are so skinny. How did you manage to carry me down from the hill?” It was so difficult for him to imagine such a soft and weak girl to

said Evelyn, “You might not

arts from an old hermit for self-protection, because her grandmother was afraid that she would be bullied. She made great progress in it. An ordinary