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?”

course not.” Andrew’s tone suddenly became quite serious and deep. “If you were truly ugly, I’ll marry you as

would you marry me for?” Evelyn looked at him. Her nose tip slightly touched his cheek. Her breath

didn’t mind it at all. Instead, he enjoyed the

also wondered about her question. Would he marry her for her beautiful

knew that he enjoyed being with her a lot. Although he hadn’t seen her face yet, her

breeze in the summer, gently touching

feel her thin and soft body. His heart

he would marry her for

that he

How did you manage to carry me down from the hill?” It was so difficult for him to imagine

weak,” said Evelyn, “You might not

learned martial arts from an old hermit for self-protection, because her grandmother was afraid that she would be bullied. She made