Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

Amanda was a bit taken aback, wondering what she had said just now.

She recalled what she had said and couldn’t find anything that she shouldn’t say.

“How can I know what you used to be like, Mr. James? You misunderstood.” She faked being calm and pushed all the blame on Stanford, “Do you want to change the subject on purpose?”

Stanford was speechless.

“Just stop beating around the bush. Do you want to stop our cooperation? Or do you have other ideas?” said Amanda aggressively.

“Ms. Flores, I can’t understand what you said.” Stanford looked at her. He looked pretty calm but in secret, he covered his expression with his calmness, his eyes twinkling, “You are so excited now. What do you want to cover?”

Amanda directly looked away to avoid his gaze. The longer he gazed at her, the more panicked she became, “Mr. James, I don’t know what you are talking about. Well, please wait for the contract termination.”

Then she was about to leave. However, she just took one step before her wrist was grabbed. She looked back and asked, “What are you doing?”

“Ms. Flores, please make it clear to me.” Stanford dragged her, walking towards a cafe nearby.

Amanda struggled fiercely, “Let go of me!”

Right then, Gerben stopped Stanford, “Please let go of her!”

“Who are you?” Stanford squinted. Earlier, he didn’t see such a man around Simona.

“He’s a bodyguard hired by Casimir for me. What’s wrong?” Amanda quickly gave him a suitable excuse.

Stanford turned to look at her, becoming more and more interested in her.

arrogant look

you resist so much. What are you afraid of? You’ve also hired a bodyguard. Whom

careful? My boyfriend cares about me. What’s wrong

hearing her mention her boyfriend, Stanford felt so unpleasant for some

apologize.” The next second, he changed the subject, “I believe we have a

stop cooperating with him, so she agreed. Looking at Gerben, she said, “Please wait for

in agreement and sat back

talk. But could you please let go

in his heart when looking into her cold eyes. His emptiness would become less only when he

cafe and found a quiet place to sit down. A waiter came over to take

“What would you

“Anything would be

order. He ordered a cup of latte with extra milk, which used to

he handed it to the waiter and said,

took the menu

he took her to the restaurant that used to be her favorite, and this time, he ordered her favourite coffee. She wondered if he was acting

She sneered inwardly.

Flores, you seem to be quite unhappy.” Stanford could tell that she was not in

don’t like milk in my

smiled. He said, “I didn’t like it either before. Coffee had its bitterness, but should why the milk be

“Why did you change?”

asking the question, Amanda regretted

her business why he had