Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

Abbott sat still, “You can speak directly. There’s no outsider here. No one else would hear it.”

Emma’s expression gradually turned cold, “Why? Why are you so afraid of me? Will I swallow you alive?”

Abbott was hiding her. She wasn’t a tigress, was she?

Abbott stared at her for a few seconds in silence. To make her trust him, he sniffed, move to sit next to her, and smiled, “Why are you so petty?”

Emma snorted, “Abbott, did you lie to me when agreeing to help me?”

“I didn’t. I truly didn’t lie to you.” Abbott had a flattery smile, “I planned to quit. To help you, I didn’t quit but I became undercover for you. What’s your plan?”

As long as he knew her plan, he would resolve the problem ahead.

Emma thought for a moment, “I’m not nuts, but I’m upset and frustrated because my family has been broken. I know that I have to be punished by the law for breaking the law, but I can’t be indifferent to those who have destroyed my family but still lead a happy life. It’s not against the law to destroy the couple and make them break up, right?”

At least, she hadn’t heard that any mistress was put into jail.

Abbott was speechless.

In his opinion, there were so many mistresses in this world. If being a mistress was against the law, he wondered if the number would decrease.

He strongly wished that such kind of law would be announced.

Destroying others’ families was moral corruption. Violating others’ ownership should be defined as a crime!

However, Abbott was only hoping that. It wasn’t a realist. The most important right now was to get to know Emma’s plan.

“What do you plan to do?” asked Abbott.

Emma looked up at him, “You are working closely with Matthew Nelson, and he trusts you a lot, doesn’t he?”

stay in his

and knock him out, no matter by piling him with alcohol, drugging him, or any other ways. You’d better pile him with alcohol, make it a drunken scene, and show his wife

a bit, feeling a chill all over,

woman was too

grabbed his collar and leaned over, “Why

“You are

laughed, “Are

because she was leaning over. He could see her curves.

Abbott was

I admit I’ll be jealous,

sex with another man. Besides, I wouldn’t make myself an obverse target. As long as I’ll

fingers reached in from his collar. Touching his chest, she said enchantingly, “Abbott, are

stiffly, “Don’t you know

Emma laughed, “I know.”

leaned lower, almost pressing on Abbott, “Don’t you want to do something

completely dark outside. Only colorful neon

withdrew his gaze and asked in a low voice, “Do

lips approached Abbott’s chin. She pecked on it gently, “I won’t ask you to take the responsibility. After you’ve finished

so boring. After sleeping with me, do

not lovers or a couple. We don’t have any trading relationship. We are sort of sex

line was full of

endure. In the end, he gave up. Carrying her, he walked to

a blush on her face that hadn’t faded away. She was quite sleepy but

came out of the bathroom in a bathrobe after more

sex partners, shall

didn’t agree or reject. He said,

and held Abbott’s waist. Clinging to him tightly, she raised her head and kissed him