Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

Although the sunrise was beautiful, it was really quite tiring going up and down the mountain.

With no breakfast, it was even more tiring.

The two of them put their things in the trunk and got into the car. It was very quiet around early in the morning. At this time of the day, hardly anyone would be passing by.

As the car drove into the city, Boyce asked if she wanted to eat something first and Jasmine said she wanted to go home first. She hadn't undressed while sleeping in the tent, and now she wasn't feeling too well and wanted to go home and wash up.

"OK." Boyce continued to drive.

The car was parked in the underground car park of the neighborhood. Boyce took the tent and Jasmine took the water bottle.

The two of them went upstairs, one after the other.

Boyce placed the things and Jasmine stood in the living room watching him. She seemed to think of something, smiled shyly, and then turned to the bathroom to take a shower.

After Boyce put the things away, he didn't see Jasmine but just heard the sound of rushing water. He knew she had gone to take a shower, so he turned and walked out of the room.

He couldn't cook, but he could buy. He had lived here long enough to know where to get a good breakfast.

Jasmine washed up as quickly as she could, cleaned herself up, and got into shape. Then she walked to the living room, only to find no one there.

She turned to the bedroom and found it empty and unoccupied, too. The quilt was still the way it had been laid when she left, and he hadn't moved it.

Where had he gone?

She went to find her phone and was about to call Boyce when she heard the door slam. Immediately afterward, someone walked in. She put the phone down and stepped out to see Boyce come in carrying breakfast. He walked straight towards the table and said, "Come over for breakfast."

He set the breakfast he had bought on the table.

sitting down and eating her

at her,

blinked at him,

ties of her robe and

"Jasmine ..."

clean and there's nothing

Boyce before he could

straight at Boyce with her eyes

to look at

and her cheeks flushed. She bit her lip softly without dodging,

on her tiptoes to kiss him on the lips. She wasn't a

body tensed and didn't respond

asked in a low voice, "You

denied it, and his voice was extremely low

"Then you ..."

tightly in his embrace, then lowered his head

softly in

her up and walked towards the

climbed around his neck, and their breaths

to the room closed tightly, shutting

was already cold and

was close to

of the bed and watched Jasmine

face. Boyce reached out and gently brushed her cheek. She felt

and his gaze fell

corner of the quilt was a small patch of dried blood, which had turned from a