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.’

Joan was a smart man. She knew that he would not allow her to pay for it or perhaps she would take him to eat something strange. Then he said, “Okay, you must give me a

seems to be improving,” Amanda remarked

“Thanks,

the café and the lady seated beside them quickly stood up

to realize something. His cellphone rang at the same moment and

Lucien Group. She

you lied to me?” Stanford interrupted him coldly before

at this café. Stanford thought that Atwood was going

upset

this for your own good. You’re not getting any younger and should consider starting a

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

momentarily and Amanda immediately looked

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

wanted to stand up to greet him but

added, “He had lost his memories, and perhaps now he doesn’t even recognize me.

remembered that Stanford was

did it,” Amanda said solemnly. But it was obvious that she did not

dressed up especially for this occasion and

Amanda had a man with