Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

Stanford walked over and looked at the posters advertising several movies that were posted on the door of the cinema.

"You came to the movies alone?" He asked.

Amanda smiled, "There's no one here who can watch a movie with me either, is there?"

"Which one did you see?" Suddenly, he was curious to know which movie she would be watching alone.

Three movies had been released this month, some sci-fi and some about romance.

Amanda turned her head to look at him and said, "Flipped."

"Miss Flores, do you have a boyfriend?" He asked again.

"What, Mr. James? You're interested in my personal affairs?" She smiled.

Stanford didn't know how he would ask so many questions.

It was as if none of the words had gone through his head.

"Sorry." He became serious, "It's late, Miss Flores. Just go home early and get some rest."

With that, he walked towards the car.

Amanda stood still. Watching his back, she suddenly said, "Mr. James, do you ever love anyone?"

Stanford suddenly stopped in his tracks and slowly turned around.

"It has nothing to do with work. You can not answer. It's just that today's movie is good. If you have time, you can watch it for entertainment as well." With that, she turned and walked in the opposite direction to him.

At that moment, she just wanted to know if he had ever liked her during the time he had been with her.

So what if he had liked her or not? What would that change?

She laughed at herself and tilted her head, then straightened her back.

Stanford stood still, and his gaze shifted to the movie poster of Flipped.

Probably because it was about a childhood love story, the poster had a boy and girl as the thematic images.

He stared at Simona's back but somehow overlapped her figure with that of another woman.

She was clearly not her, so why did he always associate her with her?

He didn't like the feeling. She was her, and he didn't like the idea of her being replaced by someone else!

He didn't start the car first thing when he got in but turned his head to look at the poster.

She was also young when he first met her.

She gave him a warm feeling when she smiled.

His eyes deepened with affection that even he had not noticed.

root in his heart. No matter how much he tried to deliberately ignore it, he

thought of it, his

long time to calm down and start the car to

On the next day…

mobile phone. She grabbed the phone and picked it up while Casimir's

news?" She sobered

The person on the other end of the phone

up and

"What gossip?"

that read 'J&Y Group's president 'puts on a limited show' with

ex-husband even beat

him and continued to read the news. Usually, news like

was that Stanford had slept with a beautiful woman, but they

but

now? Would

the message, Casimir sent

Why would I be

not sad that your ex-husband has gone

also say he was my

he was her ex-husband, then he had nothing to do

texted: Okay. Have

and got up. She had things

back then. If she wanted to have her punished the way she deserved, she

no clues and didn’t dare to contact those people. She was afraid

herself, and now she

everyone entering and leaving recorded. Even though so much time had passed, she wanted to see it. What if there was

to the place where she used to live with

was littered with leaves, the lawn was long from lack of mowing, and the leaves were as thin

that Stanford had also moved out of the place after their divorce and had not deliberately changed the password. So the door opened at once, and she pushed it open

if a generation had passed. Once she thought

the reality

she walked to the door of the villa and opened it. The password had not been changed either,

open the heavy door, the house was cold, and all the furniture was covered in a

had longed for when she married him

her eyes and she couldn't help

at

of all the surveillance and security systems in the villa was

had lived here for three years and knew all

open the door to the study, she walked in, went to the

but none of the water or electricity was cut off. Everything was as it was before,

the computer monitor lit

on the surveillance system and filled in the search field for the time she

had been deleted

and felt it was right. Since Lindsay had done something bad,

bad, there was bound to be a clue. Since this clue didn't work, there was

could always

as she was about to leave, she accidentally touched a book that was sitting