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

blinked, “I’ll drink with

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

widened her eyes, “Have you seen

That

see him?”

hotel,”

Amanda inhaled.

in the same hotel and his room was

and said, “If your appearance would bother his family, will you

He truly hadn’t thought about

father

hadn’t thought about

if he would tell

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

a matter, so she couldn’t understand how

understand what was in his

glass for

looked at her, “Why

Amanda frankly, “I’ve grown up in a happy family, so I can’t understand what

you just stop stimulating me?” Casimir rolled

up her hands, “I can’t. I just

we just chat happily?” Casimir stood

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

pulled him and heaved a sigh, “I know. My bad. I’ll

at

do whatever

a hug, will

Amanda was silent.

You look so pitiful. I can sacrifice,”

you also think

him, “A child without a father

I hate him?” asked

Amanda didn’t answer.

that no matter what she