Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap by Hannah Baker

Matthew pulled the chair out for Dolores. After she sat down, he pulled out another one and sat down with Amanda in his arms.

Armand checked the time and said, “Boyce is putting on the air, isn’t he? It’s his treat, but he’s late.”

“Probably he’s delayed by something,” said Dolores. As far as she knew Boyce, he was always a punctual man.

“His girlfriend? Who is it? Hasn’t Jasmine Burke left City B already? Dolores, do you know who his girlfriend is?” Armand recalled that once Boyce had got into a woman’s car. He wondered if that woman was Boyce’s girlfriend.

“Isn’t she Jasmine Burke?” asked Dolores.

Armand shook his head, “That girl has left town...”

“I know who she is. I met her,” Amanda interrupted Armand and said complacently. She was quite proud that she was the first one among them all to meet Boyce’s girlfriend, although she didn’t like that woman at all.

“Really?” Armand asked with a smile, “Is she good-looking?”

Amanda thought for a moment, “Just so-so.”

No matter how good-looking she was, her first impression wasn’t good. It was nothing.

Amanda didn’t care about Wendy’s appearance at all. She only remembered that Wendy wasn’t good.

She couldn’t tell exactly why Wendy was good, but simply she disliked that woman.

Right then, two persons entered the restaurant.

“It’s really inappropriate for us to be late. It’s our treat.” Boyce looked a bit annoyed. He thought that Wendy was quite willful indeed. It was almost time, but she insisted on going home and changing her clothes. Hence, they were late.

“You’re introducing me to your friends today. If I was indecent, I would embarrass you, wouldn’t I?” Wendy knew it was bad to be late, but she would meet Boyce’s friends, so she wanted to show them her best side.

“If I was dirty and ugly, don’t you feel disgraced if you introduce me to your friends?”

Boyce couldn’t win against her verbally. He said indifferently, “I only treasure the character, not the hypocritical appearance. You are who you are. You don’t need to care about others’ criticism.”

Wendy pressed her lips, “Are you angry?”

“No. All right. Here we are.” Boyce meant to stop arguing. He pushed the door of the box open and said with a smile, “I’m sorry. We’re late.”

Wendy was indeed good-looking. She dressed up gracefully. Holding Boyce’s arm, she echoed with a smile, “I’m sorry. There was traffic on the way. We’re late.”

Boyce frowned. Obviously, he didn’t expect that she would lie.

They were late because she insisted on changing her clothes. How could she lie about the traffic?

down, He slightly raised his eyebrows. Sure enough,

“This is Armand Bernie,

at Armand politely,

Armand nodded.

his ear, “Daddy, I don’t like this woman. She’s so

patted her gently and

pouted and whispered, “I told

Miller, my girlfriend,” Boyce took Wendy to Dolores and introduced

smile. She looked at Dolores up and down. Pretending to cast a casual glance, she looked at Matthew sitting next

speak, she noticed this man as

had never expected that Boyce's

known that Boyce had such friends, she

“Nice

was not bad - she

guys for a long

Wendy pulled Boyce

his phone and took a photo of Boyce and Wendy secretly. He sent it to

Theresa sent back an emoji with a surprised look. She asked:

Armand answered: “Guess.”

not, I don’t care.” She

left town.

so late now.

to have breakfast with you tomorrow

phone. Although she was smiling, she replied unfriendly words, “You are out of your

smile and put away his

some chef’s specials of this restaurant. Do you guys avoid eating any food?” Wendy looked over at Dolores,

picky. I’m OK with anything,”

Wendy opened the menu. Amanda chimed in, “Aunt, you haven’t asked

Immediately, she smiled at Amanda and asked, “What would you like to

what dishes are served in this restaurant. How could

understood and passed the menu to her, “Take a look and let me know what

death. She wondered why this little girl was

She blamed Amanda inwardly.

her daughter, “You can’t be so impolite. Mind your attitude

She’s just a kid.” Wendy kept being graceful on the

so impolite, but for some reason, she disliked this woman a lot.

liked or disliked

more dishes. Uncle Boyce rarely treated us for