Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

After looking at Armand’s reply, Theresa put down her phone and sat on the bed’s sides. She did not let the sadness drag her down for long, as she recomposed herself.

She tidied up the stuff that Armand gave her and got out of the room.

In the living room, Jessica was feeding some powdered milk to Joshua.

Theresa walked towards them, seeing the little sweat droplets on Joshua’s forehead since he could be tired from eating all the powdered milk. Seeing him sucking on a pacifier, Theresa could not help but smile, played with his cheeks and said, “You’re looking more and more like your mother.”

Jessica added, “She does look like Lola.”

“Well, he is her child, after all.”

Joshua finished eating the powdered milk right then. Jessica took away the milk bottle as Theresa extended her arms and said, “Let me carry him.”

Jessica obliged and instructed, “He just finished eating, so you’ll have to carry him upright and lightly pat him in the back.”

Theresa followed her instructions as she patted Joshua’s smooth back lightly.

His whole body smelled like powdered milk, which was rather pleasant for Theresa. She kissed his cheeks, smiled and said, “I’m your godmother, kiddo.”

Jessica cleaned the bottle and placed it in the sterilization machine. She then stood next to it and looked at Theresa. Dolores walked next to her and did the same.

“What a shame,” Jessica said regretfully.

Theresa could have had her own child, but now…

Dolores tapped her on the shoulder, and then she walked towards Theresa and touched her son’s cheeks.

back to

taken aback

when we’ve both calmed down and are willing to meet each

Joshua warmly and said, “He’s way too cute, I couldn’t wait

“You’ll have to wait for quite a while

until he was a year and a half years

gonna try to change

night when she returned. Even then, Matthew was still at work, as ever since Abbott left for vacation, he had been extremely

gotten used to him coming back

City B to the city where Boyce was located via high-speed

beforehand as

had been sending her a message whenever he was free. Most of the messages were trivial and boring questions, such as

enough to keep her company. She knew full well that he was not particularly proficient at being lovey-dovey, so it was a given

were lame, Jasmine could feel his warmth from the other side of

such, she was scared that she would be

it was around an hour or so before she would reach her destination. She started to get excited, as she wondered

smiled as she

hoped that time passed faster so that

see his reaction when a random Jasmine decided to

it

it was the same message that was sent yesterday

‘Sleeping this early?’

I’m thinking about you. I miss you.’

a corridor. He only had time to message