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.

whom

blinked, “I’ll drink with

looked at her. After a pause, he added, “That

eyes, “Have you seen

“Yeah. That

you see

hotel,” said

Amanda inhaled.

hotel and his room was quite close

Casimir,” Amanda thought for a while and said, “If your appearance would bother his family, will you still

He truly hadn’t thought about

his biological father and wanted to know who he

hadn’t thought about

if he would tell the

but I want to know who he is and what kind of man he is.

never experienced such a matter, so she couldn’t understand

what was in his

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

“Why don’t

know how,” said Amanda frankly, “I’ve grown up in a happy family,

stimulating me?”

hands, “I can’t. I

just chat happily?” Casimir

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

Amanda pulled him and heaved a sigh, “I

looked at her, “For

do whatever

a hug,

Amanda was silent.

You look so pitiful. I can sacrifice,” she

blinked, “Do you

and hugged him, “A child without a father is

hate

Amanda didn’t answer.

that no matter what she said, Casimir would