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

he forgot but

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

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

longer a man had controlled himself, the more

She experienced aches all over her body. They continued

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

I leave first. If you are too tired, then don’t cook. This is the phone number for delivery order 135********. They will send the food

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not see the words

with her for a little longer, but he had to work. It seemed inappropriate for him to write “I’ll miss you” at the

Jasmine was a little disappointed. She hoped that

process of becoming a woman from a girl, she

the note and thought to herself, ‘He still makes mistakes? He’s

to throw 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

she had to attend classes, and as usual, this went on for several days. Jasmine did not call Boyce. She wanted Boyce to contact her, however, Boyce

and turning. She could not sleep as she missed him. She was

he send me

if he’s busy, he shall have some spare time to send a

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

Ring, ring…

up. Seeing that the screen showed Boyce’s number, she was about to go crazy

tapped on the text message with excitement and

Jasmine was speechless.

not even extend his greetings to me. He

‘Doesn’t he miss me?’