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.

had more time to care for his family

Officer Miller had his thoughts, so he didn’t comment much and

pulled open the

saying it.” Officer Miller said just as Boyce was

so he didn’t

He understood.

Boyce said, “It’s nothing.”

wouldn’t say anything, too, even if his relationship with Officer

character was good, and Officer Miller knew

to leave work, Boyce arranged his work for the day

returned home, Jasmine had already cleaned up the things on the table, and the dirty clothes he had changed out of had also been washed and hung out on

on the table, the TV was still on, and a book was thrown on the

the sofa, sleeping with

on the floor, picked up the

suddenly. She slowly opened her eyes, and in a blur, she saw a figure. She sat up, rubbed her eyes and went to look

get

back.” Boyce sat down on

phone and glanced at the

the apple on the coffee table that she had half-eaten and

not at all and even hard. It’s not tasty at all. I won’t buy fruits

looked at her and laughed, feeling that the way she was mumbling was cute

was unsure and asked,

was thinking that he was laughing at her for

his head,

‘I’m not blind and you did obviously laugh just now, why didn’t

the fruit shop owner

to make

her arm around his neck and asked, “Whose side are you on? Why do I think that you’re on the

Boyce asked, “Is it?”

and I’m very sure about it.” Jasmine pouted, “Tell me, whose side are you on? Me or the

Boyce was speechless.

hadn’t even met the fruit shop