Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

Amanda frowned angrily, “Mr. James, what do you mean for always associating me with a dead person? Are you cursing me to death?”

“She’s not dead.” Stanford looked deeply at her.

Amanda’s heart tightened, and her voice trembled, “Your wife isn’t dead?”

“Yes. She will always be in my heart, living in this world.” After saying that, Stanford once again turned around and entered the kitchen.

Amanda looked at his back and became more and more uneasy.

His attitude always made her feel as if he knew something.

But, what was it that had leaked out?

The study.

Suddenly her mind thought of this place. She had been there before. She was shocked and sad for a long time after she knew the truth. When she left, she forgot to delete the scene of her visit. Did he see it?

She felt anxious thinking about it.

She stood up, walked into the kitchen, and looked at the familiar figure, “Stanford James.”

Stanford’s body stiffened for a moment, feeling shocked by this sudden call.

He turned around slowly, “Ms. Flores, you call me by my name so straightforwardly, do you like me?”

Amanda was speechless.

“I do have a boyfriend.” She just wanted to test it out.

Who knew that Stanford didn’t look like he knew about it?

it be that she

my opinion, your boyfriend is too young and doesn’t suit

does love have boundaries for age? Also,

“Alright.”

Stanford smiled faintly.

so vivid that it didn’t make him feel out of place, even

was what

Half an hour later…

the two of them sat at the

all the dishes that Amanda loved to

moment, they were sitting face to face, just like they used to

also cook, probably because of the environment he grew in. He knew a lot and was

dishes

in the effort to learn just

unknowingly, he would

not sure himself why

into his heart that he then understood the actions of that

to make her happy and did it from the bottom

didn’t realize it

it tastes.” Stanford fetched her

it, “If it’s not my favourite dish, I won’t like it

criticize you for being mean and turning back on me after I have

in the bowl and asked, “Are you

want to have a simple meal with you, Ms. Flores. Nothing else.” He ladled soup for Amanda, “Don’t you have something to do this afternoon? Hurry up and eat.

Amanda was speechless.

for her to say anything else. Sitting together at

frank at

she didn’t care about this person anymore, why should she