Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

Jasmine mumbled some vague response under her breath.

They then entered the room under an ambiguous, inexplicable atmosphere.

The two of them sat by the bed. Boyce’s back was strangely straight, his palms on his laps slowly curled into fists.

Jasmine drooped her eyes and from time to time her eyelashes were seen trembling. Her hand was grabbing at her robe uneasily, and all of a sudden her hand was grabbed by someone. That had felt warm, and there were calluses on the inside, “Sit right here.”

Jasmine stood up and Boyce put his hand around her waist and led her to sit on his lap.

He looked up at her and asked in a hoarse voice, “Ar—Are you ready?”

Jasmine looked down at the floor and a strand of hair dropped across Boyce’s face. His boiling blood seemed to go up a notch as he raised his hand and lightly take the rein of her bathrobe. With a slight pull, the bathrobe came undone.

Jasmine’s body inadvertently tensed up, and she suddenly grabbed his hand only to see him looking at her. They were locking gazes.

With their eyes meeting, Boyce thought that she was afraid, so he ventured, “I guess you are not ready yet…”

Before he could finish his sentence, his lips were interrupted by Jasmine’s kiss.

The two of them finally broke through that imaginary veil separating them. With Jasmine’s initiation, everything began smoothly.

Boyce pushed him to the bed, and Jasmine suddenly felt bare naked from the front. She realized that her bathrobe had come undone.

She instinctively wanted to block her front, but Boyce grabbed her hand to prevent that, and his gaze slowly fell on her.

Her face was burning, and her heart was pounding uncontrollably.

Jasmine’s body developed pretty well, and although she was not the voluptuous type, she still had all the assets a woman should have. Her skin was fair, and her figure was curvy.

She bit her lips, “Do I need to buy some medicine?”

Boyce’s eyes were depthless and dark, and his voice was straining greatly, “What do you want that for?”

was there any need

talking about… birth control pills.” Jasmine still wanted to complete her studies first. She

your health, right?” Boyce was a little frustrated. How could he forget this

arms around his neck

type of medicine that could ward off pregnancy for

“I’m going to buy… a condom. It’s not good for your

Jasmine nodded.

of clothes before going out, and Jasmine covered herself with the blanket. Her whole body was buried within the fabric, with only her head sticking out. There was a faint blush on her face. Somehow, she liked

of being taken care of, and getting loved by

the lucky one. Although her upbringing wasn’t all fairy tale, she was able

soon so that she could bear a child

see him being a

this expectation was all she could think

She looked at the source of the ringing and saw that it belonged to Boyce. He didn’t bring his phone when he went

fetched it and saw that Armand’s name

some thought, she

“Hello.”

traffic police department. Do you know a man named

up straight and replied, “I

the traffic police department come

was as straight as a ruler

with an accident. He’s in the surgical theater

utterly shocked? Drunk driving? Surgical

“H—How is he now?”

blanket away and started

Just come

hospital are

stated the address before

of her clothes was there. She hastily wore Boyce’s T-shirt and fortunately for her, it looked like a dress

moment, Boyce returned and saw that Jasmine was tying her hair in the bathroom. There was a black plastic