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.

want anything bad to happen, as

end up being hurt the most will

next person to go through what she had been

side of the road and stopped the

short distance behind them. Boyce turned his head towards Theresa, “Wait

agreement, she did not want to get down and cause

alighted from the car and walked

well, but then Boyce suddenly stopped his car. Before Wendy could react, she saw Boyce alighting from the car and

heart suddenly began

realise that I was following

steering wheel tightly, her heart pounding. In the blink of an eye Boyce had already reached

Knock knock--

knocked on the car window. Wendy hastily calmed herself

a smile,

following me?” Boyce

route as you, does it mean that I

looked calm on the

Boyce’s phone, she became curious. What kind of woman was able to make Boyce, who was usually indifferent towards women, save their

it be that Boyce is actually

‘Cutie?”

‘Hehe’

car and there was a lady in the car with him. At first,

to suspect that the lady in the car was

you have no friends or relatives

lips. It was obvious that whatever excuse she gave would fall on deaf ears, so she put down the act and opened the car door,

“Does it matter to you who is

kind of woman she is, It merely piqued my interest, is

exactly the

longer

bit her lip, “Boyce Shawn you big fat liar! You said that you don’t love me anymore, but you promised that we’ll keep

make that promise!” Boyce warned, “I have no relations whatsoever with that lady in my car, she is Armand Bernie’s girlfriend, don’t get

you take me as a fool? Armand’s girlfriend is riding around in your car? Do you seriously think that I