Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

Jasmine answered casually, “What’s the meaning of the future to me if I lost the one I love? Will I be able to have a happy life despite graduated university and having a good job?”

Boyce looked up at Jasmine. The sunlight shone from her back and she looked like a silhouette picture standing by the door.

He couldn’t see her expression. All he saw was a slim figure in front of him.

“Do you want to spend the rest of your life here?” he asked, clenching his fists.

Jasmine turned her body, facing him with her back, sat beside the door, and looked afar, “I’m not sure, perhaps I will marry someone and leave…”

“Who will you marry to?” Boyce interrupted suddenly.

‘She’s getting married? To whom? That guy?’

“Don’t get married.” He was stunned by his own words, what right did he have to stop her?

“I mean…” he tried to look for an excuse, “I mean you are still young.”

“I know, thank you for your concern, I’ll make my decision.” Jasmine rested her chin on her hands, “This is a good place, people here are nice and pure, it’s a peaceful place.”

Boyce was speechless.

“Will you get married?” Jasmine asked.

Boyce couldn’t see her face, just her back. “Yes,” he answered honestly.

Jasmine knew Boyce couldn't be single for life, he was such a good man that women liked. If he wasn’t this naïve in a romantic relationship, he could have been a husband or a father now. It pained her thinking about him getting married.

She wiped her tear off while she stroke her hair and asked in a low voice, “Not bad, with Wendy?”

Boyce lowered his gaze and said yes.

Jasmine clasped her hands, suppressing her tears, and then said in a calm voice, “That’s good, she has a good family background, pretty and about your age, she can even help with your career, both of you are a couple made in heaven, you’ll be happy.”

‘Happy?’ Boyce thought he was far from this word, he did not know the meaning of it.

“Do you think I’ll be happy?” Boyce asked.

Jasmine turned to him, “Are you showing off your happiness to me?”

Wendy but asked if

"Do you think I'm

not happy, it wasn’t loved that brought Wendy and him together,' he

was interrupted

Burke…” A boy ran over.

Lester?” Kirk Lester was a

his leg, he’s bleeding.”

Jasmine stood up

“In the classroom.”

to the classroom. Chris was inside with his knee bleeding. Jasmine walked over

did it happen?” Jasmine asked as she

Chris was good academically but he was also mischievous. The chicken fight he mentioned was not fighting with real chicken but a kind

could be individual or team where the player hopped around on one-foot tuck up using hands and try to knock their opponent over with the knee,

was a favorite game amongst

prepared some basic medicine and medical tools at home knowing

Boyce followed and

There was a huge blackboard at the front with a small wooden desk, the chalks and duster were

plastic bottle that was cut in half as

simple, it was harmonious.

bud but seemed afraid to apply on Chris’s knee as she didn’t want him to feel pain. But the weather was hot, the wound could be worsened if it was

but hang

We don’t

I’m leaving?” Jasmine

he is, it will be a waste if you stay here.” Chris asked while

man and stay strong.” Jasmine poured some betadine onto the cotton bud and

Burke, who’s the man you saved? Are you

was too

I won’t raise my voice at you again in the future.” Jasmine focused on cleaning

were ‘like a friend’, so he was

her? A stranger?’ Boyce felt

do you care so much

too much as a young boy,”

Chris looked at her,

my control, understand?” she said.