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?”

there any

complete her studies first. She didn’t want to have a baby so early

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

to get up, but Jasmine hooked her arms around his neck and

could ward off pregnancy for as long as

pulled up her shirt and said, “I’m going to buy… a condom. It’s

Jasmine nodded.

buried within the fabric, with

being taken care of,

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

graduate soon so that she could bear a

to see him

sudden, this expectation was all she could

on the table. She looked at the source of the ringing and saw that it belonged to Boyce. He didn’t

saw that Armand’s name was on

it some thought, she decided to answer the

“Hello.”

the traffic police department. Do you know

straight and replied,

traffic police

as straight as

was met with an accident. He’s in the surgical theater now. If you are his family, please

was utterly shocked? Drunk driving? Surgical

“H—How is he now?”

tossed her blanket away and started to gather

for now. Just come over as soon as

hospital are you

caller stated the address before

clothes was there. She hastily wore Boyce’s T-shirt and fortunately for her,

in the bathroom. There was a black plastic bag dangling from his hand, “Why are you