Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap
Chapter 885 Is He Yours

The woman in the mirror looked grim as she was overwhelmed with resentment.

She calmed down herself and stepped out of the washroom after a long while.

Soon, she stopped walking.

It was because she saw somebody in front of her.

Lindsay narrowed her eyes, "Ms. Flores, when did you come over?"

Amanda loosened her grip slightly as she was initially clenching her fists. She smiled and said, "I have been here for a while."

Lindsay's expression suddenly changed immediately.

Amanda chuckled, "Just kidding. Nobody will come to the washroom if it isn't urgent. Why do you look so pale?"

Lindsay glanced at her and did not say anything. Then, she walked away.

Amanda stood still in place while she grinned coldly.

The person who wanted to kill her was actually Lindsay.

This was something that she had never expected.

She turned around and looked back at Lindsay who had just left the washroom. Her gaze was getting even stern.

Some pain could only be understood by herself.

She walked into the washroom and looked at the sink. The marble sink was so shiny and clean that it could reflect a person's image. She raised her eyes slowly and looked at herself in the mirror. It was completely a different face. Even her face was injured, it could still get recovered but she chose to change her appearance instead.

She was blind in the past.

Now, she was reborn. She wanted those who had deceived and harmed her to pay for it!

She did not go back to the dinner after walking out of the washroom. However, she walked to the door outside and stood at the staircase. She sent Casimir a message: I will wait for you at the door. The weather was good today. She could see the stars in the sky as he raised her head. Her eyes were filled with tears while watching the stars for a long time, "I heard that when people die, they turn into stars in the sky. Which one are you? At this moment, are you looking at me too?"

She was feeling miserable in the pain of losing her child. Out of the blue, there was a sudden warmth with a familiar scent on her shoulder. She was shocked when she turned her head and saw Stanford standing beside her.

"The weather is cold. Ms. Flores should take care of yourself."

She was so familiar with his breathing and the body heat left in his clothes. She calmed down quickly and said gently, "Mr. James, are you caring about me?"

"We have a collaboration right now. The progress will be delayed if Ms. Flores is sick." Stanford was wearing a black shirt with a tie in front of his chest neatly. He put one of his hands into the pocket and looked ahead arrogantly.

"I thought Mr. James was concerned about me. Excuse me for my abrupt question, why is Mr. James so determined to get that ring? The value of the ring isn't worth that price at all."

Stanford turned his head and looked at Amanda. He remained silent for a moment, "Ms. Flores knew that it was abrupt, then you shouldn't ask."

He walked down the stairs and headed to the black car parked at the roadside after saying that.

Amanda raised her head and could not help but sneer. Was he pretending to be affectionate at this moment?

"Mr. James," Amanda called and stopped him. She walked down the stairs carefully with her high heels. Then, she removed the suit from her body and handed it to him, "I'm not used to other people's things." Stanford reached out to take it. Amanda turned around and saw Lindsay walking out. So, she purposely pretended to sprain her foot, "Ouch!"

Stanford held her subconsciously while she held Stanford's neck in a panic.

The distance between them was too close. Moreover, the fabric of her gown was thin while he was only wearing a shirt. Such close contact made him feel warm suddenly. He almost hugged her without a second thought.

"Amanda." He blurted out.

Amanda initially wanted to wrench out of him. However, she did not move at all when she saw him rushing over to her without considering his image. She did not even say anything. She just pretended to be shocked and continued lying in his arms.

She had changed her appearance but could not give another feeling to others since her body would not change.

Stanford enjoyed this familiar moment as he buried his face in her arms. He said hoarsely, "I miss you so much." "Stanford." Lindsay's face turned pale.

Amanda sneered as she looked at her anxious look. She pretended to regain her sense and pushed him away hurriedly.

Stanford was surprised and took a step backwards when he was pushed by her. He was stunned for a short while but he regained his sense soon, "Is Ms. Flores alright?"

"Thank you, Mr. James. I'm fine." She smiled.

Lindsay looked at Stanford, "We should go back now."

Stanford kept quiet. He was less indifferent while looking at Amanda. Instead, he felt even complex. Why did he have that kind of feeling towards her?

"Stanford..." Lindsay saw that he did not look well. When she reached out to touch him, he turned around and left without bothering her. He was in a panic at this moment. How could he behave like that towards a woman whom he had just met a few times? The driver opened the car door for him as he was approaching. He bent his body and got into the car.

Lindsay glanced at Amanda and warned her, "Stay away from Mr. James."

Amanda smiled, "Is he yours?"

Lindsay clenched her fist abruptly, "Whether he is mine or not, you don't have the right."

"As far as I know, Stanford doesn't love you, right?" Casimir was holding a box in his hand. He walked down the stairs slowly and continued teasing, "As far as I know, Stanford's wife has been dead for almost a year. If he really loves you, why doesn't he marry you?"

Lindsay bit her lip and glared at Casimir. Then, she turned around and headed to the car.

"Are you alright?" Casimir asked Amanda while looking at her.

She shook her head, "I'm alright."

"Let's go back too." He reached out to help her. He only realized that her arms were so cool after touching her. So, he took off his suit and draped it over her.

"Thank you." Amanda lowered her eyes.

"You're welcome." He thought for a moment and asked, "I saw what you did just now. Do you still love him?"

Amanda laughed, "What do you think?"

"I don't know. I don't understand things like love and relationship."

"I love him unless I'm crazy." She said firmly.

She would never love him anymore for the rest of her life.

"What if he kneels in front of you one day?" Casimir opened the car door.

Amanda came to a halt, "I won't pity him even if he dies!"

"Remember your words." Casimir gave her a thumbs up.

Amanda patted his hand, "Ridiculous."

Casimir smiled and got into the car.

On the other hand, Stanford went back home. Lindsay said, "Let me accompany you."

Stanford said indifferently, "No need."

"Stanford..."

"It's getting late. You should go back too." He asked the driver to send her back home after saying that.

Lindsay followed Stanford as he wanted to go in with him. However, the driver held her, "Ms. Leroy, Mr. James let you go back. So, it's better to go back home."

She stood still in place reluctantly until she could no longer see Stanford.

This was Stanford's home for the past year. He had not returned to the home that he had lived in with Amanda for three years since he got a divorce.

After entering the house, he simply threw his jacket onto the sofa and walked to the wine cabinet. He took a bottle of wine and opened the lid. Then, he poured it into a glass and started drinking. He once again recalled the feeling of holding Simona in his arms.

That strange feeling was etched in his mind and he could not stop thinking of it.☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐