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?”

but she’s not a picky eater, she eats

at Boyce through the glass door. Boyce was

to Armand, so Armand let out a sigh of relief and put the hood on his down feather jacket over his

to him, he reached out his hand

that it was Armand, the bodyguards inside the

at Sampson who was placed underneath and laughed, “You guys go

he’ll come

you guys don’t trust me?” Armand raised his

bodyguard waved his hands

why don’t you get off

bodyguards stepped down from the car and Armand got in. At the same time, he ordered them,

“Okay.”

down. He looked at Sampson with a wicked smile and moved his wrist, “We meet

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

he did not want to die, Boyce would still put

move?” Armand

die now, he was like the meat on

as he did not want to

took out his mobile phone and deliberately took some pictures, “You think, if I take two nude... photos and make them into big banners then pull them up in front of

fight with Armand. He was willing to die but he thought that

you threatened me, why didn’t you think that you

corners of his eyes were twitching. It was clear that

pinched his face, patted it, snapped it, and tsked twice, “Why is this face

sense organs were all twisted together.

him angry, Armand was happy. He

“Bang!”

shook. Sampson’s face swelled instantly and

“Damn, hitting you with my hand is a loss, people like you don’t

body kept twitching for several

feel comfortable to be slaughtered?” Armand

mouth hissed

Knock Knock ---

window

the window glass was covered with black film, the outsider could not see what was the

Boyce half-leaning against the body of