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

my opinion, your boyfriend is too

boundaries for age? Also, please hurry up.

“Alright.”

Stanford smiled faintly.

of her exasperated look was so vivid that it didn’t make him feel out of place, even

what Amanda

Half an hour later…

meal, and the two of them sat at the

all the dishes that

face to face, just like they used

probably because of the environment he grew in. He knew a lot

Amanda’s favourite dishes were now his

that time, he had put in the effort to learn just

he would

was not sure himself why

into his heart that he then understood the actions of

he just wanted to make her happy and did

just didn’t realize it

tastes.”

she ate it, “If it’s not my favourite dish, I won’t like it even if it tastes

didn’t get angry and said with a smile, “I’m sincere, Ms. Flores. Don’t let others criticize you for being mean and turning back on me after I have just signed and

looked at the dishes in the bowl and asked, “Are you

soup for Amanda, “Don’t you have something to do this afternoon? Hurry up and eat. I’ll send

Amanda was speechless.

made it impossible for her to say anything else. Sitting together at the table again

frank at

about this person anymore, why should she