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?”

wouldn’t stay in his company for such a

matter by piling him with alcohol, drugging him, or any other ways. You’d better pile him with alcohol,

feeling a chill all

this woman was too filthy,

and leaned over, “Why are

honestly, “You are too

laughed, “Are you

down at her, his gaze falling on her collar that was open because she was leaning over. He could see her curves. Despite Emma’s evil intentions, as a woman, she

Abbott was

looked away, “If I admit I’ll be

wouldn’t make myself an obverse target. As long as I’ll spend some money, a lot of women in the nightclubs will want to do

she spoke, she released him. Her fingers reached in from his collar. Touching his chest, she said enchantingly, “Abbott, are you

“Don’t you know

Emma laughed, “I know.”

pressing on Abbott, “Don’t you want to do

dark outside. Only colorful

gaze and asked in a low voice, “Do you know

She pecked on it gently, “I won’t ask you to take the responsibility. After you’ve finished doing

“Woman, you are so boring. After sleeping with me, do you just want to

don’t have any trading relationship. We are sort of sex partners. If you are interested,

line was full of

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

quilt naked. She still had a blush on

came out of the bathroom in a bathrobe after more than ten

be sex

agree or reject. He said, “You can

lifted the quilt, got off, and held Abbott’s waist. Clinging to him tightly, she raised her head and kissed him