Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

Boyce bowed his head and kissed her forehead, his eyes turning unfathomable. He said softly, “I like you.”

Jasmine blinked and said, “I know.”

If he did not like her, it was impossible for him to marry her.

His eyes turned more unfathomable and he repeated the words again with a softer voice.

This time, Jasmine seemed to understand what he meant as she could feel that his body feature changed slightly.

She could not help but frown. Her small face was crinkled as she asked softly, “Won’t you feel tired?”

It was already one day.

She was scared now. There was no break in the middle and she suffered a lot.

“That...” Jasmine was thinking about how she could tell him that she wanted a rest in an indirect manner.

“I’ll leave tomorrow.” Boyce could sense her hesitation. He knew it was too frequent but he wanted it so much. He could withstand it before he did it but after he had done it, his control power became weaker.

‘I’ll leave tomorrow and I rarely come back home.’

‘Jasmine still wants to reject?’

She snuggled up to his chest gently. She was embarrassed and her cheek was hot, “You, be gentle a bit, my waist is painful.”

Boyce looked at her reddened cheek. He hugged her slender body with his hot palm and kissed her lips, “I know.”

...

he forgot his

be said that he forgot but he could not control himself when

This man was excited when he became the

could not sleep well that night. She thought that a man who could control himself

longer a man had controlled

woke up. She experienced aches all over her body. They

turned over but there was no one beside her, even the temperature was gone. He should have woken up early. She turned over and saw a note on the table. She reached out her hand and took

are too tired, then don’t cook. This is the phone number for delivery order 135********. They will send

note ended with cross-out

frowned. She could not see the words which were crossed

her for a little longer, but he had to work. It seemed inappropriate for him to write “I’ll miss you” at the end of the note. It seemed not serious, so he crossed out

string of words, Jasmine was a little disappointed. She

the process of becoming a woman from a girl, she needed to be

herself, ‘He still makes mistakes? He’s

the note away, but she did not. She looked at it again and again and finally sighed. She put it back on the table and lay down. She got

this went on for several days.

She could not

send me a

busy, he shall have some spare time

she became. She sat up. No matter where she looked at, it

Ring, ring…

the screen showed Boyce’s number, she was about to go crazy with joy, ‘This

text message with excitement

Jasmine was speechless.

long. He does not even extend his greetings to me. He just sends a message with these

‘Doesn’t he miss me?’