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,

the one who will end up being hurt the most will always be

be the next person to go through what she had been

off to the side of the road and stopped the

car following them also stopped a short distance behind them. Boyce turned his head

in agreement, she did not want to get down and cause

the car and walked

stopped his car. Before Wendy could react, she saw

began pounding in her

he realise that I

heart pounding. In the blink

Knock knock--

on the car window. Wendy hastily calmed herself and wound

a smile, “Is

me?” Boyce frankly

as you, does it mean that I was following you?”

calm on the surface,

curious. What kind of woman was able

be that Boyce

‘Cutie?”

‘Hehe’

she would follow Boyce. As she was leaving the hospital, she spotted Boyce’s car and there was a lady in the car with him. At first, she thought

then began to suspect that the lady in the car was the

your family staying here? As far as I am aware, you have no friends or relatives living here in the

gave would fall on deaf ears, so she put down the act and opened the car

expression hardened, “Does it matter to

just very curious, who and what kind of woman she is, It merely piqued my interest, is

the same

because I no longer loved

fat liar! You said that you don’t love me anymore, but you promised that we’ll keep

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