Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap
Chapter 900 Are you Worthy of Being Loved

Amanda looked outside the window. It seemed that this place was...

Her face slowly turned pale.

This was because this place was exactly the spot where Lindsay had tried to burn her to death. Even after a year had passed, the deep-rooted fear and despair from that time were still dwelling in the deepest part of her core.

When her eyes laid on this familiar place, she couldn't help but recall the scene from back then.

Her finger began to curl up and at the same time, her abductor spoke, "We are almost there. In order not to arouse Ms. Leroy's suspicion, we have to tie you up."

Amanda mumbled a vague response.

Very soon, the car stopped in front of the ruins. The fearful expression on her face was half-pretence and half-truth.

She was pretending because this was her trap that she had set up to fool Lindsay. Therefore, she had to make it look like she was actually scared.

However, part of her was dreading this place for real since this was the place she almost lost her life back then.

With a slushing sound, the door of the car suddenly slid open. Lindsay stood in front of the car and upon seeing Amanda, she smiled, "Miss Nelson."

Amanda put on a shocked face, "W-Why are you capturing me?"

Lindsay's face tilted to one side, and her smile grew even wider, "Aren't you the smooth talker in front of Stanford? Why is your voice trembling all over the place now?" "I am the representative from RM Group in this collaboration with J&Y Group..."

"Who cares about who you're representing? Since you dare to suck up to Stanford, then you deserve to die!" Lindsay wiped off her smile and ordered, "Toss her down."

The two men exchanged a glance and pushed Amanda out of the car. She stumbled onto her feet before steadying herself.

One of the men said, "We are only responsible to bring her here. Whatever you want to do next, we won't interfere. We have agreed on this."

Lindsay's lips curled up, "Of course. I am planning to deal with this woman myself!"

She took hold of the rope which was tied around Amanda and showed her this piece of ruins, "Do you know why this place is burnt to such a state?"

Amanda had her hands tied, and they were clasping together. Her face grew fearful, "W-Why is that?"

"It's because some woman has snatched my man. So, I let her be burnt into ashes here." When Lindsay described this, the grudges and resentful anger danced around in her eyes. Even if Amanda was dead, she still wouldn't let everything go, especially the part where Amanda used to be Mrs. James.

"You are breaking the law!" Amanda shouted.

"Breaking the law?" Lindsay leaned backwards and laughed before inching close to her ears, "You still need evidence to prove that I am breaking the law. Do you have something like that?"

Amanda stared at her, "As long as you have broken the law, evidence will always be found in the end."

"So what?" Lindsay shrugged, "You won't be able to see it by that time anyway, because you will die in front of me today."

Amanda looked at Lindsay's insane and livid face and asked, "Do you love Stanford that much?"

Lindsay was stunned for a moment, "Why do I love him?"

Her thoughts began to wander as she recalled her student days when she was still fat. She was always belittled and laughed at by her classmates. One time, she was surrounded by a few students who were teasing her and calling her names. They were calling her a bighead fish.

She tried to fight back and resist, but those bullies threw mud at her, which dirtied her hair and face.

It was Stanford who happened to pass by shunned those bullies and handed her a tissue.

He was a very handsome man, and the moment she met him, she was lost in her thoughts. Her face blushed, but due to the mud, nobody discovered her feelings for him. Even she was at a loss as to how to interpret that fleeting sensation.

It was also at the same time when she remembered this person who extended a helping hand to her and never belittled her while everyone else was laughing and looking down on her.

From that moment on, she decided that she must be someone who could match him. She began to lose some weight and study hard so that she could be an excellent person.

It was all so that she could be worthy of him.

"I have feelings for him when we were young, and when he extended a helping hand towards me at that time, I fell in love with him. I swore that I would be his wife, and be someone he loves." All of a sudden, her voice began to escalate, "So, everyone who is in my way has to die! You all have to die!"

Amanda watched her maniacal expression and couldn't help but feel a little lost and sorrowful in her heart. That man was someone she used to love deeply too.

"He abandoned his wife before. Don't you think that he's someone heartless? Yet you still love him?"

"He never loved his ex in the first place. It was just revenge!"

"Someone who could lay low for several years just to get his revenge, someone who is so dense and scheming and unscrupulous, do you really think he's worthy to be loved?"

Lindsay turned to look at Amanda and her eyes narrowed, "How do you know about his ex-wife's existence?"

"Is that a secret?" Amanda asked in response.

It was never a secret, the marriage between Stanford and Amanda.

It was just that things had passed for such a long time that nobody was bringing it up anymore.

Lindsay snorted coldly, "You are trying to change the topic, I see. Are you trying to make me release you?"

"Of course, I do want to live on." She was scared of death since she was still so young. If she really died, her parents' hearts would be broken.

Lindsay began to laugh, "You're pretty honest. If you weren't eyeing Stanford and making a fool out of me in front of him, I wouldn't have decided to be ruthless towards you. You have only yourself to blame for

not knowing how to read the situation. I originally just wanted to let you see the outcome of any woman who dares to stick herself to him, but you managed to anger me!"

At that time, she had two purposes when she punished that woman who was in a scandal with Stanford. One, she wouldn't allow any woman to get close to the man she loved, and two, she wanted to use that chance to give Simona a warning, so that she would give up on her own.

However, not only did she not get the hint, she even went to Stanford to complain about her, which caused him to resent her.

This was something she could never endure!

"I didn't plan to do anything to you, seeing that you are dealing with J&Y Group, but you happened to dig your own grave. What other choice do I have?"

"You can let me go. I won't compete with you..."

"Too late!" Lindsay dragged her towards that ruins and added, "Things have developed to the point that I can't let you go back alive anymore. I can't let you have the chance to get back at me and to top it off you now know my secret. Do you think it makes sense to let you live?"

When they reached the ruins, Lindsay pushed Amanda hard into a sprawling area of dark charcoal. The cement walls were painted black too.

Amanda lost her bearing and crashed down as her feet tangled upon something.

Lindsay took out some diesel oil from the bushes and poured it all over her.

Then, she took out a lighter.

"Lindsay, let me ask you, do Stanford know that you have killed his ex-wife?"

She was asking this purposely.

This was because someone was recording everything that was happening here so that it could become a piece of evidence that proved Lindsay's murderous act.

Lindsay smiled, "Seeing that you are about to die, I will be generous and disclose to you. Of course, he never knows about anything. That bitch will always pester him and confuse his feelings. Since this is something he can't bring himself to do, I will do it in his stead."

After saying that, she tossed the lighter, but at this moment, a huge amount of people rushed out from the dark. They were all dressed like a policeman, and they had surrounded this place. They extinguished the fire that was about to spread.

Lindsay widened her eyes in disbelief. Why were the police here?

What was going on?¶¶¶¶