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?”

said he will marry Wendy but asked if he will

you think I'm

wasn’t loved that brought Wendy and him together,' he wanted to say this.

their conversation was interrupted

boy

Lester?” Kirk Lester was a

his leg, he’s

now?” Jasmine stood up at once.

“In the classroom.”

the classroom. Chris was inside with his knee bleeding. Jasmine walked over and was startled by the opened wound on his knee.

happen?” Jasmine asked as she

but he was also mischievous. The chicken fight he mentioned was not

hopped around on one-foot tuck up using hands and try to knock their opponent over with the knee, the one that fell, or

was a favorite game amongst

medicine and medical tools at home knowing that the boys were naughty.

Boyce followed and stopped at the window, looking

was built with bricks. There was a huge blackboard at the front with a small wooden desk, the chalks

room using a plastic bottle that was cut in half as a flower vase and put it on the front desk.

simple, it

afraid to apply on Chris’s knee as she didn’t want him

painful, but hang in

you leave us, Ms. Burke? We don’t want

leaving?” Jasmine frowned.

a prestigious university student and are more talented than he is, it will be

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

knee, and divert his attention by speaking to Jasmine, “Ms. Burke, who’s the man you saved? Are you close to him? You were anxious and almost cried, it was

gaze on Jasmine darkened, he was

won’t raise my voice at you

was disappointed slightly, she mentioned that they were ‘like

to her? A stranger?’ Boyce

why do you care so much about him?” Chris

a young boy,” Jasmine frowned.

injured.” Chris

beyond my control, understand?” she said.