Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap
Chapter 913: Has Someone Stayed Here Overnight?

Stanford slowly turned around. He gazed at Atwood deeply for a while, "Do you care about her?" he asked.

Atwood looked down, "She and I have worked for you all the time. She's like a friend to me. I just have some concerns."

"She deserves to die."

After finishing his remark, Stanford turned around. The city was still prosperous, the neon lights were still flashing, and people were still walking back and forth on the streets. Without Amanda, nothing had changed. However, his mind had changed.

He was like a walking dead now.

He had lost his soul, and only his empty shell remained.

"Atwood, have you ever done anything that you regret?" Stanford asked in a deep tone.

Atwood answered, "Yes, I have."

"Tell me about it."

It seemed that Stanford was looking for the equilibrium.

Another man was like him, feeling regretful.

"I used to have a crush on a girl. However, she didn't like me," answered Atwood simply.

"Why did you fight for winning her heart?" Stanford turned around and looked at him.

One should fight for happiness, shouldn't he?

Atwood shook his head, "I didn't want to force her or make it difficult for her. As long as she's happy, I'll be happy. If she's not happy and comes back to me one day, I'll accept her joyfully." Stanford looked at him for a long time. His words reechoed in Stanford's mind.

He wondered whether he could truly bless his beloved woman without any regret if she fell in love with another man.

Upon hearing Atwood's words, he realized that he was quite selfish.

If he had a crush on a woman, he would hope to be with her.

Stanford always thought that if Amanda were still alive, he would keep her by his side again.

However, he didn't think she would exist in this world again.

It was he who had killed her.

If he hadn't proposed to divorce her, Lindsay might not have the guts to do anything to Amanda.

He regretted it. He regretted it so much.

However, nothing had happened in this world could be changed.

"Mr. James, you should let the bygones be bygones." Atwood didn't know how to comfort Stanford either.

He just didn't want to see Stanford like this.

"I just can't control my mind." The less he wanted to think about it, the more clearly the past became.

"Let's go." Stanford lifted his food, followed by Atwood.

On the other side, in the morning, when Casimir was about to leave after having breakfast with Amanda, he looked at her and asked, "What's your plan today?"

Amanda said perfunctorily, "I haven't finished my business plan yet. I'll work from the hotel."

Casimir smiled, "Shall we have dinner after I knock off tonight? After all, you treated me for breakfast."

Amanda leaned against the door, "Can you only think about eating? We've just finished breakfast but you've already planned dinner. Do you know what it's called?" Casimir asked, "What?"

"Rice-bucket."

Casimir couldn't quite understand the implication of this word.

However, he didn't think it was a compliment.

Although he had learned a lot of vocabulary in the Chinese language, he still had a lot of words that he couldn't understand. This language was way too complicated. Sometimes, a word could have several kinds of meanings.

He took a look at Amanda, pulled out his phone, and searched the meaning of rice-bucket online. After reading it, he pulled a long face. He asked, "Have you ever seen such a graceful rice-bucket like me?" Amanda pouted, "Are you one of them?"

Casimir was rendered speechless.

"I'm not in the mood to argue with you." He couldn't win against her when speaking Chinese as he didn't know as many vocabularies as she did.

In particular, he wasn't familiar with those words mocking others with hidden meanings.

"I'm taking off."

Casimir walked out of the room. Amanda smiled, "Okay, I won't you walk out."

"You are just a ruthless woman. I saved your life. You even don't want to repay me. I've saved you in vain." He snorted.

Amanda was speechless.

She had always remembered his kindness.

Otherwise, why would she always treat him as her younger brother?

She had never lent her bedroom and bathroom to an outsider, especially a man.

Casimir stood in front of the elevator and pressed the button to go down.

Later, the door of the elevator opened. When he was about to walk in, three men walked out. Abbott was in lead. Casimir was taken aback slightly. Then he felt at loss. He didn't know how to react while standing in front of the elevator.

He wondered about Abbott...

Abbott glanced at him and ignored him completely. He just felt a bit weird as Casimir didn't walk into the elevator.

He walked with the two men to Amanda's door and knocked on it.

Seeing that, Casimir widened his eyes.

He wondered why Abbott was knocking on Amanda's door.

Was he a good or bad man?

Would he want to harm Amanda?

Casimir thought of a lot of things.

When Amanda's door was almost opened, he hurriedly pressed the button to reopen the almost closed elevator door. Then he walked in quickly.

Soon, the door was closed. Instead of pressing the button to the first floor, he pressed the button of the floor below the current one. After walking out of the elevator, he found the staircase and walked up to the level. While walking, he called Amanda.

He was afraid that Amanda would encounter a bad man. If she wouldn't answer the phone, he would call the police or break into her room.

If Amanda would answer his call, it meant that the man didn't want to harm her.

If so, Casimir also wondered why Amanda knew that man just now.

He had shown her the man's photos before.

He was bothered by a lot of questions.

Amanda thought that it was Casimir who returned to her room. She opened the door and said, "Why did you...”

Before finishing her words, she saw Abbott.

"Hi, Abbott!" she greeted him.

Abbott looked at her and asked, "Who have you mistaken me for?"

As he spoke, he looked into the room. The plates for breakfast were still on the table. He could tell there were two portions. It was obvious that Amanda had it with another person.

He raised his wrist and checked the time - it was only ten to seven in the morning.

That person shouldn't have come here for breakfast purposely.

He wondered if someone stayed in Amanda's room overnight.0000