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.

to City

was taken aback by her sudden

him right now. After some time, when we’ve both calmed down and

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

“You’ll have to wait for quite a while

a year and a half years old that he could start

try to change your mind.

already around ten in the night when she returned. Even then, Matthew was still

gotten used to

from City B to the city where Boyce was

did not inform him beforehand as she wanted to

time when Jasmine was pissed off, Boyce had been sending her a message whenever he was free. Most of the messages were trivial and boring questions, such as ‘Have you eaten?’, ‘What did you eat?’, ‘ What are you doing?’, and

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

Jasmine could

As such, she was scared that she would be busy after that, so she wanted to meet him

it was around an hour or so before she would reach her destination. She

as she imagined his

she looked outside the window and hoped that time passed faster so that she would reach the place and

a random Jasmine decided to show up at his

on her phone’s screen, it

it was the same message that was sent yesterday as

‘Sleeping this early?’

not exactly. I’m thinking about you. I miss you.’

had time to