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?

that she

is too young and doesn’t suit

does love have boundaries for age? Also,

“Alright.”

Stanford smiled faintly.

it didn’t make him feel out of place,

what

Half an hour later…

meal, and the two of

all the dishes that Amanda loved to

the moment, they were sitting face to face, just

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

favourite dishes were

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

he would

sure

was only when he looked into his heart that he then understood

fact, he just wanted to make her happy and did it from

didn’t realize it

how it tastes.” Stanford fetched her

my favourite dish, I won’t like it even if it tastes

smile, “I’m sincere, Ms. Flores. Don’t let others criticize you for being mean and turning back on me after I have just

dishes in the bowl and asked,

you, Ms. Flores. Nothing else.” He ladled soup for Amanda, “Don’t you have something to do this afternoon?

Amanda was speechless.

her to say anything else. Sitting together at the table

frank

anymore, why should she