Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

Since Elizabeth and Sampson had nothing to do, they decided to go back to City B.

The return journey was smooth and nothing unexpected happened to interfere with their journey.

There was not much time left for them as New Year’s Eve was around the corner.

Boyce had to keep an eye on Sampson. So, his car went last whereas Armand and Theresa sat in one car with Elizabeth. Matthew and his family of four were in a caravan.

The scenery along the road was somewhat stagnant, without the vibrancy of spring, the bright green of summer and the fruit of autumn, only a very cold wind was left.

It was a quiet journey. They spent only half a day to complete half of the journey. It was much faster than the previous journey.

At noon, they rested in the service area to have lunch.

The service area was very crowded because it was nearing the end of the year, the car park was full of cars and there were all sorts of people standing everywhere.

Simona wanted to go to the washroom, so Dolores took her there. On the other hand, Matthew took Samuel to the restaurant. Armand and Theresa supported Elizabeth and brought her in too.

Sampson had awoken. He was guarded by people all around, they were not to look after him, but to prevent him from committing suicide or escaping.

Boyce instructed his men to keep an eye on Sampson. Then, he went to the washroom before looking for them in the dining room. Elizabeth was in the pink of health as she recuperated well, mainly because she was in a good mood. Armand’s marriage had always troubled her.

Now that Armand had married, she was free of preoccupations and there was why she was in a good mood.

“Grandma looks younger.” Boyce sat down and said.

“You always know how to make an old lady happy.” Elizabeth sounded angry, but she was happy.

“I am telling the truth.” Boyce made Elizabeth laughed.

Since the food in the service area did not taste nice, Boyce shoved a mouthful of food into his mouth and said, “Let’s simply eat something first, we’ll have a good meal when we get back to City B.”

Armand stood up, “I want to buy something. Theresa, please take care of grandma.”

Theresa nodded.

“Mr. Bernie, I saw someone selling jack fruit, please help me to buy one box when you come in,” Samuel said.

Armand looked at him, “Do you like it?”

his head, “My sister likes to eat, but she’s not a picky eater,

through the glass door. Boyce was talking to Samuel. Looking at his lips,

of relief and put the hood on his down feather jacket over his

out his hand and pulled

that it was Armand, the bodyguards

took a look at Sampson who was placed underneath and

Mr. Shawn say that he’ll come and replace

to come, why you guys don’t trust me?” Armand raised

hands repeatedly,

interrupted him, “Then why don’t you get

car and Armand got in. At the same

“Okay.”

car door and sat down. He looked at Sampson with a wicked smile and moved

stared at him, wanting to move but unable to do so as his arms and legs were fixed to prevent him from running away and from committing suicide. They even put a brace inside his mouth so that he did not even have a chance

then, if he did not want to die, Boyce

move?” Armand asked with

did not even have the ability to die now, he

he

his mobile phone and deliberately took some pictures, “You think, if I take two nude... photos and make

now, he would definitely fight with Armand.

looked at him, “How come you’re scared? When you threatened me, why didn’t you think that you would have such a

his eyes were twitching. It was clear that he

it, and tsked twice, “Why is this face as rough as a dog's

were all twisted together.

him angry, Armand was happy. He leant even lower, “Beating my grandmother?

“Bang!”

face swelled instantly and there was blood

hand. His wrist was numb due to the snap, “Damn, hitting you with my hand is a loss, people like you don’t deserve to have

several times as he was extremely

feel comfortable to be slaughtered?” Armand deliberately pinched his red and

hissed in

Knock Knock ---

the car window glass

his head. Since the window glass was covered with black film, the outsider could not see what was the inside and the insider could not see

to lower down the car window. He could only see Boyce half-leaning against the body of the car, “What should be taught had already