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.”

...

forgot his

he forgot but he could not

new broom sweeps clean.” This man was excited when he became the real

sleep well that night. She thought that a man who could control himself for a long time like

had controlled himself, the more

all over her body. They continued

turned over but there was no one beside her, even the temperature was gone. He should have woken up early. She turned over

settle my business so I leave first. If you are too tired, then don’t cook.

note ended

frowned. She could not see the words which were

he had to work. It seemed inappropriate for him to write “I’ll miss you” at

was a little disappointed. She hoped that he could

all, in the process of becoming a woman from

makes mistakes? He’s heartless to leave a

note away, but she did not. She looked at it again and again and finally sighed. She put it

days. Jasmine did not

and turning. She could not sleep as

send me

have some spare time to send a message,

more she thought about it, the angrier she became. She sat up. No matter where

Ring, ring…

tone, she panicked and picked it up. Seeing that the

text message with excitement and anticipation. The

Jasmine was speechless.

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

‘Doesn’t he miss me?’