Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap Chapter 808 Did I Do Something Wrong?

“Yeah, we’re here.” Elaine pulled Jasmine over quickly.

Dolores glanced at the two and asked with a smile, “Why whispering?”

Jasmine smiled, “Elaine saw you buying children’s clothes and asked me if you were having a baby. I
replied that you were a mother of three, and she said that you don’t look your age.”

“And you look gorgeous too.” Elaine added.

Dolores smiled faintly. She was mortal. She was still happy inside without showing it on the surface
when being praised for her beauty.

“Is it a boy?” Elaine looked at the red sweatshirt in Dolores’s hand that seemed like a male version.

Dolores nodded.

The shop attendant said, “This sweatshirt looks good with black casual trousers and jeans.”

Dolores had a passion for colour matching and needed no introduction from the attendant. She had a
unique perspective as a fashion designer, and her children were always well-dressed too.

She asked them over to look at it because they were young and would have different perspectives. She
needed to be exposed to new things to improve herself.

Elaine looked at the model wearing this, and it looked fantastic with the black casual trousers.

“I think it looks good.”

Jasmine also said, “It does look pretty cool with white skate shoes.”

Elaine pointed at a pair of chunky white sneakers and said, “It looks good with these.”



“It should go with white skate shoes.”

The two were arguing with each other. Dolores looked at them and smiled. How funny it was.

It was good to be young.

She looked young, but she was much more mentally mature than they.

Dolores bought two sets in this shop and then went to other shops. She ended up buying two or three
outfits for both kids.

Dolores asked the driver to send Elaine back to school before she and Jasmine returned to the villa.

Dolores’ baby, Joshua, was awake at the moment, with big round eyes. Jasmine was about to carry
him after washing her hands, while Dolores took the clothes into the room and took out her phone to
text Boyce, “Come over to the villa for dinner.”

Boyce was watching TV alone at home at the moment. He was indeed quite bored without Jasmine at
home.

He picked up his phone when hearing the notification sound, thinking it was Jasmine. But it turned out
to be Dolores, and he was a little disappointed. He didn’t want to go out and replied, “I’m not going
over.”

Soon Dolores’s message came through again, “Jasmine is here. Come or not, it’s up to you.”

After sending this message, Dolores put down her phone and walked out. Jasmine was sitting on the
sofa playing with Joshua. When she saw Dolores come out, she said, “I find that he looks just like you.”

Dolores said, “Really?”



“Yeah. It’s lucky for a boy to look like his mother and for a girl to look like her father. It seems he’s a
lucky one.”

Jasmine heard this from the elders. There was no scientific basis for it, but it was still quite auspicious.
After all, the kid either looked like the mother or the father.

Dolores sat down, reaching out to touch her son’s cheek and asked Jasmine, “Are you tired after
walking so long today?”

Jasmine shook her head and said she was not tired.

She didn’t feel tired as there was always someone to pour water for her and a sofa to sit on whenever
she arrived at a shop. So, she didn’t really walk much.

Dolores asked Coral to prepare more food.

About half an hour later, Matthew came back, followed by Boyce.

After receiving Dolores’s second message, Boyce immediately asked how Jasmine could be at the
villa.

Didn’t she go to school? She said she had no time to go back because she had too many classes. And
even if she came back, she wouldn’t have time to spend with him. So how could she be at the villa?

Dolores didn’t look at her mobile phone and naturally didn’t reply to him. So he put down his phone and
immediately rushed over.

When Boyce came, it was Dolores who opened the door. He was just about to ask what was going on?

But Dolores interrupted him first, “Come in. Jasmine is here too.”

She pretended not to know anything.



Jasmine’s movement of drinking water gave a pause, ‘Boyce’s here?’

‘How could he come?’

She panicked instantly.

“Jasmine.” Boyce walked in.

Jasmine lumped in her throat as she looked up, feeling aggravated.

She averted her gaze.

She knew everything in her heart, knowing that Boyce was like this. But… they just had such an
intimate behaviour, and he was like disappearing after that, no messages or phone calls to her.

He still gave her the cold shoulder when contacting her once after a long time.

She minded in her heart. She had just become a woman and hoped that this man would care for her
more.

Dolores didn’t stay in the living room and went upstairs, leaving the space to them.

Boyce sat next to Jasmine and whispered, “Didn’t you say that you have many classes? How come…”

“I have many classes during the day, but not at night. I have to eat. No point of not eating just because
of having so many classes.” Jasmine said faintly.

Boyce looked at her and asked belatedly, “Are you mad?”

Jasmine denied, “No.”

Boyce didn’t know what he had done wrong, and it just felt not right.



“Jasmine, tell me if you are unhappy.” It took him so long to say this.

Jasmine held the cup with both hands, “I’m not sad. I’m happy every day. Apart from classes and
looking for an internship company, I don’t have the time to be sad.”

Boyce now obviously felt that something was wrong, ‘Jasmine wasn’t like this before. Why was she
harsh when she spoke?’

He thought for a moment, “Did I do something wrong?”

Jasmine said, “No.”

Boyce wanted to say something else, but Dolores and Matthew came down from upstairs at that
moment, so he stopped talking. No matter what he had with Jasmine, he couldn’t just argue with her
right now. It would be a joke.

Matthew took a shower and changed into his casual wear. He looked outstanding, too, in his casual
outfits besides wearing his suit.

He asked about Boyce’s work.

The two men just talked about their work. Jasmine got up and walked away to help in the kitchen.

Boyce looked up at her and slowly lowered his eyes.


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