Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

Her arms which were dangling by her side seemed to be at a loss as to where she should position them.

Very soon, the elevator arrived, and Boyce urged her to enter first. She walked forward and waited on the side as Boyce entered next and pressed the designated floor. He then stood by her side.

Jasmine stole a peek at him but noticed that his face was indecipherable. She couldn’t guess what he was thinking.

She tried to start a conversation, “You guys are quite close.”

Boyce immediately knew what she was referring to. He nodded, “You’re right.”

A loud ding interrupted them and the elevator stopped moving. Boyce exited the elevator followed by Jasmine from behind.

Boyce opened the door to his house and entered it. The two of them remained silent for some time, but then they both spoke at the same time.

“You first…”

“You should take a bath first.”

The two of them exchanged a smile, and Jasmine added, “We smell like hot pot exactly. You should bath first, I’ll do it next.”

Boyce nodded.

She took a seat on the sofa in the living room, but her heart was still racing. She didn’t know what kind of mindset she should set herself in, and she couldn’t keep her thoughts from wandering.

As her mind wandered, the contents became more and more ambiguous. Her cheeks were blushed as she slapped her head lightly. What the hell was she imagining now?

To shift her attention away, she took the remote controller and switched on the television.

She changed the channels repeatedly, but after a dozen channels, she still couldn’t find some show to settle on.

At the same time, the sound of water gushing could be heard coming from the bathroom.

She looked in the direction of the sound and saw a vague outline of a huge figure on that semi-transparent glass door.

She couldn’t help but recall his muscular naked upper body.

She blushed again and thought that she must be crazy now. Why did she think of such a thing?

“Ah, ah…” She didn’t like to engage in such messy thoughts, but at the same time, she had no control over her mind. She vented her frustrations on a pillow on the sofa as she pinched and punched it.

However, she didn’t notice that the sound of water had stopped in the bathroom. She was still lost in her messy thoughts as she tried to dissipate them and calm herself down. However…

“What are you doing?” Boyce looked at her in confusion.

top of it, and immediately she

water droplets resting on his chest, and they were glinting off the faint light in the

as

he

at the thought of him seeing her maniacal

you finish your bath?” Jasmine swallowed a

with

almost too quickly, “No, I—I need to

with any good response. She quickly found herself some

into the bathroom and slammed the door without

function, so through the clear mirror, she could clearly see

was awkward, and she completely felt embarrassed at the

she could, she would have found a hole to bury

whole thing was too

think that she was an insane

ah, it was such an important day today. Why did she have to

couldn’t shake off the embarrassment

have to embarrass yourself on such an important day?” Jasmine couldn’t help but wish for time to turn back. If she was given another chance, she wouldn’t do

Knock knock—

sudden knocking on the bathroom

immediately became tense as she asked at the door, “Wh—What’s the

I am fetching one for you now. Although this is mine too, so you have to

the shelf. There was only a towel lying there. She opened the door timidly and Boyce came in

the robe. He asked with a dense expression, “What’s

was silent

man…really had

to see that she was

did he have to come

covered her face and replied, “At the thought of sleeping over here with you,

he finally realized that he

naively thought that she must be feeling

Boyce turned to

embarrassed when she put

her bath. She even washed her hair and dried them before standing in front of the mirror to

and had a good figure. She curled up her lips and the girl in the mirror

herself that she was

wasn’t really paying attention to it. He didn’t even know what was going on