Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

Car?

What car?

Boyce Shawn observed the car through his rear-view mirror. He then quickly noticed who the driver was.

His brows wrinkled up, and his facial expression darkened.

Theresa Gordon asked, “Is she following you on purpose?”

“I don’t think so,” Boyce replied.

‘There shouldn’t be a reason for this.’

‘What is she trying to do?’

Theresa took another glance behind, Boyce’s driving speed wasn’t fast, nor was it peak hours as there weren’t many cars on the road. However, the car behind was moving at a slower speed, under normal circumstances the car behind would’ve overtaken Boyce’s car.

If this wasn’t tracking, then what was it then?

“Doesn’t seem like it, haven’t you already settled the issues between the both of you?” Theresa herself had once gone through such a loss before. “I don’t want you to end up like Armand Bernie.”

This time it would be Jasmine Burke that would be hurt.

Boyce replied, “We’ve both made it clear, and she has even agreed. We both broke up on good terms.”

“Ah, is that so?” Theresa nodded.

Looking at Boyce’s personality, he was not the type of person to cheat on his partner.

When Boyce sped up, the car behind followed suit. When Boyce took an exit, Wendy Miller’s car did the same too. It was no mere coincidence that Wendy was travelling on this route, as she lived in the Southern District while Boyce lived in the Northern District, totally in the opposite directions.

Boyce began to hesitate. ‘If Wendy were to meet Jasmine when we reach home, that would definitely not be good.’

Theresa was also observing the car behind them. ‘I wasn’t sure at first if she was following us, but now it’s more apparent.’

Wendy continued to follow behind Boyce’s car.

you deal with this first?” Theresa didn’t want

triangle like this, the one who will end up being

be the next person to go through what she

off to the side of the road and stopped the

distance behind them. Boyce turned his head towards Theresa, “Wait for me in the

did not want to get down

from the car and walked towards the

but then Boyce suddenly stopped his car. Before Wendy could react, she saw Boyce

began

that

pounding. In the blink

Knock knock--

knocked on the car window. Wendy hastily calmed herself and wound

on a smile, “Is there

me?” Boyce frankly

same route as you, does it mean that I was following

calm on the surface,

she became curious. What kind of woman was able to make Boyce, who was usually indifferent towards women, save their contact in his

it be

‘Cutie?”

‘Hehe’

the hospital, she spotted Boyce’s car and there was a lady in the car with him. At first, she thought that it was Boyce’s girlfriend, but after Boyce alighted from the car and left,

suspect that the lady in the car was the Cutie in Boyce’s contact

far as I am aware, you have no friends or relatives living here in the Northern District,

whatever excuse she gave would fall on deaf ears, so she put down the act and opened the car door, “Who

“Does it matter to you who

curious, who and what kind of woman she is, It merely piqued my interest, is that not allowed?” Wendy raised her head, the calm demeanour that was once present now

the

broke up because I no longer loved you, this has nothing

love me anymore, but you promised that we’ll keep in touch? What is

promise!” Boyce warned, “I have no relations whatsoever with that lady in my car, she is Armand Bernie’s

girlfriend is riding around in your car? Do you seriously think that