Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

“Conscience? What even is conscience? Tell me!”, Breenda had a strong temper and spoke straightforwardly, “A person with a conscience will never do such a thing!”

Declan was angry, but couldn’t refute it. He couldn’t find any words to refute it.

“You are Dad’s daughter; you have an obligation.” Declan could only find these words to refute after a long time.

Breenda laughed sneeringly, “What is my obligation? Is my obligation to protect someone who has no principles and no conscience?”

Mrs. Bailey slammed a hand on the table, “Look at how you are talking? He is your father!”

Breenda turned her head to look at her mother, “He is my father? Has he ever shown me fatherly love? Has he ever treated me as a daughter? I have grown up this much without ever feeling fatherly love, let alone the warmth of family.”

Mrs. Bailey was tongue-tied. Indeed, because their eldest daughter was born, they wanted to have a son the second time. However, another daughter was born again so she was placed in foster care at her older brother’s house.

It was easily imaginable that her life could not have been good under someone else’s roof.

“I don’t have the ability to handle this situation. If you are willing to admit that I am your daughter then admit it. If you are not willing to do so, then act like you didn’t give birth to me. In any case, you didn’t raise me.” She turned around and left.

As she walked to the door, she stopped for a moment and turned to look at her younger sisters sitting in the living room, “If you want to take care of this, I won’t stop you. If you want to acknowledge me as your sister, then do that. If you don’t want to do so, I won’t complain. Call me as your sister when we meet and we will still be sisters. If you guys are not willing, then we can just be strangers when we meet, and ignore each other.”

“Breenda…”Eunice Bailey, the fifth daughter of the family, wanted to persuade her.

“There is no need to say anything anymore! Even though we are from the same womb, and it is true that we are sisters, we cannot interfere with each other’s personal thoughts and behavior. I have already made myself clear, if you cannot bear to see me, just treat me like a stranger and treat me like the one if we never know each other.” The Breenda interrupted the Eunice.

After speaking, she continued to walk away, her footsteps straight-forward and decisive.

He is my father and I will not comment on what is right or wrong. Alan will definitely not be meddling in this matter and I should leave if I

care about your dad?” Athena looked at her in

I don’t care, it’s that I

knew that Alan was famous

this incident, everyone’s eyes were glued to these people related to the Bailey family and were paying attention to their every move. If

left to say. However, children raised at home by their own parents naturally had better feelings for their parents than children raised

fear that their father was going

son, just simply have a daughter. He loves and cherishes me and his daughter very much. I won’t do anything to embarrass him. Mom, I ask you and all the sisters to please forgive me.” Maisy made herself absolutely clear. She was never going to let her husband get involved

You don’t even care

help

like that?” Daphne Bailey, the forth daughter of the family, was

they were all born from the same parents and

have any moral integrity?” Daphne

it wasn’t for their father,

Although, she knew her daughter’s reason, she still felt angry. However, thinking about Alan’s identity, she extinguished her anger and talked nicely

must be of a little

It will not be of any use even if I ask him. If you want to see us getting

left the decision with Mrs.

about her daughter even a little bit in her heart, she wasn’t going to let her family break

no word’s left to

as the mother for the rest of the daughters. She merely gave birth to them, never shown them love and

if you want to. Do you think we cannot save him without you?” Declan couldn’t see his mother embarrassed

mother and said towards her sisters who were staying, “What I did may be