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

Officer Miller’s voice was much hoarser.

“I found out about it unintentionally not long ago,” Boyce said with reservations.

He couldn’t just tell Officer Miller that Matthew had looked into it.

Officer Miller let out a sullen breath, “I’ve lived a life of failure.”

His daughter was not well educated.

He had even lost face in front of his subordinates at the age of retirement.

Boyce didn’t say anything.

There was nothing to say.

Wendy and her mother were the same kinds of people. It wouldn’t be easy for anyone who stumped by the two, not to mention Officer Miller, who wanted to save face.

“Why didn’t you tell me when you know about it?” Officer Miller turned around to look at him.

Boyce said, “I know you want to save face and don’t want you to bother with this.”

“Hmm.” Officer Miller walked to the seat and sat down, “Do I still have your respect?”

“Yes…”

“Cut it out.” Officer Miller interrupted him pondered for a moment, “I’m getting old, reaching my retirement age and I’m planning to retire early.”

“Why?” Boyce didn’t get it. Officer Miller was very fond of work.

Officer Miller didn’t elaborate, “I’m tired and want to rest.”

“Alright, get back to work.” Officer Miller felt ashamed to face Boyce.

He also never expected his daughter to have such a personality. He had been busy working when he was young and cared less about his family.

And now, he regretted it when he thought about it.

if he had more time to care for

his thoughts, so he didn’t

pulled open

thank you for not saying it.” Officer Miller said just as Boyce was

Boyce was worried about him, so he didn’t tell him

He understood.

Boyce said, “It’s nothing.”

say anything, too, even if his relationship with Officer Miller

character was good, and Officer

leave work, Boyce arranged his work for

things on the table, and the dirty clothes he had changed out of had also been

on the table, the TV was still

sofa, sleeping with a pillow in

walked over lightly, picked up the book on the floor, picked up the remote control on the table and turned off

the sound was off suddenly. She slowly opened her eyes, and in a blur, she saw a figure. She sat up, rubbed her eyes and went to look for her phone to see what time

did you get back?”

back.” Boyce

glanced at the time,

up the apple on the coffee table that she

at all and even hard. It’s not tasty

she was mumbling was cute and somewhat like a heart-warming

unsure and asked, “What are you

thinking that he was laughing

head, “I’m

‘I’m not blind and you did

just an apple and you’re blaming the fruit shop owner just because it’s not good. What if

to make

on his lap, wrapping her arm around his neck and asked, “Whose side are you on? Why do I think that you’re on the fruit shop owner’s side for saying

Boyce asked, “Is it?”

“Tell me, whose side are you on?

Boyce was speechless.

as he hadn’t even met