Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

Amanda opened the door, only to find Casimir standing there with food and a bottle of Baijiu in his hand.

She looked at him up and down and asked, “What happened to you?”

“Let’s have a drink, shall we?” Casimir bypassed her and walked in.

Amanda closed the door and followed him. Looking at him, she realized that something must be wrong with him.

“Casimir, did anything happen to you?” she asked.

Casimir put down the things in his hands on the table.

Right then, the message tone on Amanda’s phone rang out. Amanda picked it up from the sofa and checked - it was a message from Joshua.

Casimir looked down and took a glance. He asked, “Who are you chatting with?”

Amanda tabbed the message to read.

“Abbott stays in Room 908. You can ask him yourself.”

Amanda replied to the ellipsis dots, meaning she was speechless.

“In fact, you should know it clearly. Someone was helping you all the time. He hasn’t been exposed to you yet.” Joshua replied.

“Who is it?” Casimir wanted to take a look, poking his head.

Amanda subconsciously hid the phone behind her so he couldn’t read them.

“What’s so confidential? You are even hiding it from me,” Casimir complained. Sitting on the sofa, he said, “I’m quite upset and want you to comfort me. Now I’m more upset.”

Amanda sat down and turned to look at him, “What bothers you?”

Casimir opened the takeout and the Baijiu bottle. He said, “I seemed to meet that man today.”

“Who?” Amanda was quite confused, wondering what he was talking about.

Casimir said irritably, “It’s that man.”

Amanda was speechless.

didn’t know whom he was

blinked, “I’ll

pause, he added, “That man, who seemed to

widened her eyes,

That man

you see

hotel,” said

Amanda inhaled.

Abbott was staying in the same hotel and his

appearance would bother his family, will you still

don’t know.” He truly

his biological father and wanted to

about the details

thought about if he would tell the

I actually felt quite contradictory. I probably hate him a bit, but I want to know who he is and what kind

such a matter, so she couldn’t understand how he

couldn’t understand what was in

poured a glass of Baijiu for herself and another glass for him. Raising the glass, she clinked it with his, “Just

“Why don’t

in a happy family, so I can’t

stimulating me?” Casimir rolled his

threw up her hands, “I can’t. I

happily?”

now, so he didn’t want to be stimulated at

heaved a sigh,

looked at her,

do whatever you want me

me a

Amanda was silent.

You look so pitiful. I can sacrifice,”

blinked, “Do you also think I’m

and hugged him, “A child without a father is

hate him?”

Amanda didn’t answer.

realized that no matter what