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?

be that she

your boyfriend is too young and doesn’t

age? Also, please hurry up. I have things to do this

“Alright.”

Stanford smiled faintly.

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

what

Half an hour later…

meal, and the two of them sat at the dining

the dishes that Amanda loved to

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

could also cook, probably because of the environment he grew in. He

dishes were

in the effort to learn just

he would cook

sure himself why

he looked into his heart that he then understood the actions

to make her happy

just didn’t realize

it tastes.” Stanford fetched her

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

didn’t get angry and said with a smile, “I’m sincere, Ms. Flores. Don’t let others criticize you for being

at the dishes in the bowl and asked,

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

Amanda was speechless.

her to say anything else. Sitting together at the table again after a year was something she

was frank at

she didn’t care about this person anymore,