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?”

tone suddenly became quite serious and deep. “If you were truly ugly,

I was ugly and poor, what would you marry me for?” Evelyn looked at him.

the warmth, Andrew didn’t mind it

her for her beautiful voice, knowing Chinese medicine,

he enjoyed being with her a lot. Although he hadn’t seen her face

was a cool breeze in the summer, gently touching

could clearly feel her

would marry her for the feeling she

a feeling that he had never

down from the hill?” It was so difficult for him to imagine

I’m thin, I’m not weak,” said Evelyn, “You might not

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