Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

Evelyn smiled. “Does it mean you only want to hear my voice but not see me?”

Andrew was quite solemn. “I don’t judge anyone by appearance.”

Evelyn became interested. Leaning against the door, she looked at him, “I’ve saved you and I’m the only one left in my family. You’re now staying with me aloe. If I want you to be responsible and marry me, would you be willing to do it?”

Andrew didn’t answer. Instead, he reached out his hand to her.

Evelyn hesitated for a moment, walked over, and put her hand in his palm. Looking up at him, she said, “You said you don’t judge anyone by appearance, but why don’t you answer my question?”

He still didn’t answer. Instead, he gripped her hand and pulled her into his arms, wrapping her waist tightly. “Can my action answer your question?” he asked.

Evelyn widened her crystal clear eyes and looked up at him. From her angle, she could see his firm chin. As she was too close, she could see the green stubble on it clearly. He pressed his lips tightly, and his face had a sharp outline.

He looked quite manly but not rude. Instead, he had treated her carefully and tenderly.

The mixture of strength and tenderness fit him very well.

She licked her lips and answered, “Yes.”

Andrew lowered his head, his lips brushing her hair. He could smell a faint scent on her body. “What kind of smell is it on you?”

Evelyn lowered her head and sniffed her scent. She answered, “It’s the smell of eupatorium. I’ve been to the herb stores earlier.”

eupatorium was a kind of herb that had a fragrance.

“I’m going to cook now.” Evelyn helped him sit back on the bed. Then she went downstairs to make the chicken soup.

the soup was ready. She also

served them

she went upstairs to

and helped

with the spoon. Before putting it next to his lips, she

stir-fried lotus root

could smell the herb in the soup. “What did you put in the chicken

your eyes.” Evelyn put the

it. “If my eyes are recovered,

course I will.” Evelyn looked at his

his mouth and drank the soup. “If I’m

Evelyn interrupted him before he finished

you. No

girl. Can’t you be more reserved?” He curled up

when she was straightforward. Instead, he liked

he couldn’t see her face, Andrew knew that she was a

wrapped around her waist, making her sit on

“Said who I’m drooling at you?

she could speak it

“If you are not drooling at my face, you are drooling at my

Evelyn was silent.

admit that she was drooling

You must marry me,” she said in an overbearing manner, “When your eyes

want to kill your husband?” He

not my husband