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?”

serious and deep. “If you were truly ugly, I’ll marry you as

for?” Evelyn looked at him. Her nose tip slightly touched his

didn’t mind it

he marry her for her beautiful voice, knowing Chinese medicine,

that he enjoyed being with her a lot. Although he hadn’t seen her face yet, her voice was sweet and

in the

feel her thin and soft

guessed that probably he would marry her for the feeling she

was a feeling that he had never experienced

so difficult for him to imagine such

not weak,” said Evelyn, “You

had power. In the past, she also learned martial arts from an old hermit for self-protection, because