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

Joan kept his head down and chuckled helplessly.

When the coffee was served, Amanda asked Joan, “Do you want some milk with it?”

“I like to enjoy the bitter and aromatic taste.” Joan gently swirled the coffee and asked, “Do you take it with sugar and milk?”

Amanda did not touch the coffee, looked at him, and answered, “In the past, I would add sugar as I felt that it was too bitter. Then gradually I prefer to take it black.”

Perhaps it was the year when she was recuperating overseas after her brush with death. A lot of her regular habits changed during that time.

She took a sip of the coffee and commented, “The coffee tastes even finer in its original form.”

“I don’t like it to be too thick and intense.” Joan was a pleasant and accommodating person. He was looking for a marriage that could give him a simple life and not one which was full of excitement and surprises.

Amanda grinned, “You don’t like an intense taste?”

“No,” Joan replied.

“I’ll treat you to a meal tomorrow.” She took another sip and then grinned when she placed the cup down.

Joan picked up on this and said, “I think you’re up to no good.”

“Really?” She asked as she continued to smile cheekily. She thought, ‘He must have realized it.’

would take him to eat something strange. Then he said, “Okay, you must give me a

seems to be improving,” Amanda remarked in

“Thanks,

into the café and the lady seated beside them quickly stood up and called

frowned as he seemed to realize something. His cellphone rang at the same moment

the daughter of the owner of Lucien Group. She graduated from a renowned university and

interrupted him coldly before Atwood could

to meet him at this café. Stanford thought that Atwood was going to come clean about what he was hiding from Stanford but little did he expect Atwood to set him up

upset

good. You’re not getting any younger and should

have her if you think that she’s so good.” Stanford turned to leave but he caught a

of them exchanged looks momentarily and Amanda immediately

disregard it and continued to speak to Joan, “Perhaps we chose

up to greet him but Amanda grabbed his hand, “No. Do not

now he doesn’t even recognize me. So

Stanford was fine the

But it was obvious that she did not

James.” The lady dressed up especially for this occasion and

had a man with her, he decided to