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

However at this moment, Wendy’s hand, which had risen in the air, was grabbed by someone. She thought that it was her boyfriend, so she lowered her voice and scolded him, “Why are you…” grabbing my hand.

When she had not finished saying the remaining words, she saw that the person who was grabbing her hand was not her boyfriend. It was Boyce, her face turned pale in a moment, “Why, why are you here?”

Boyce pulled away her hand which was grabbing Jasmine, and then he yanked her hand away. Wendy staggered and almost fell.

“For Officer Miller’s sake, I’ve never exposed those disgraceful things that you’ve done, but you’re still being impenitent. Fine, I will ask Officer Miller to come here today and discuss it properly.” Boyce looked serious on his face; there was anger in his eyes which could be hardly detected. Obviously, he was offended by Wendy.

Wendy put her hand on the wall for support; she said stubbornly, “Don’t use my dad to bluff me.”

“You can see whether or not I’m bluffing you. Since you’re being shameless, do I still need to cover for you?” Boyce took out his phone and found the phone number of Officer Miller. Wendy immediately grabbed his phone away, seeing that Boyce was really going to make a call, “You are not allowed to make a call.”

Wendy had always known that Boyce was a loyal person who cherished friendship, he also respected her dad. He didn’t tell her dad about her matters because of the respect to his dad. She thought that Boyce was bluffing her just now, she didn’t expect that he really wanted to make a call.

She had forgotten that there must be some limits which couldn’t be exceeded as long as they were humans.

“Don’t forget that it’s my dad who has promoted you. If he didn’t promote you, you won’t be what you’re now, are you going to kick him down the ladder?” Wendy stared at Boyce, “You’re just the same as others, you’re pretending to be a gentleman, but indeed you’re also a womanizer. You’ve found someone who is so young, isn’t it just because you like her body…”

“Thud!”

When she had not finished talking, she was given a slap on her face. Her eyes became red, and she couldn’t believe it, “You, you slapped me?”

Boyce looked daggers at her, “I’m just teaching you a lesson on behalf of your dad. If Officer Miller is here today, perhaps he will feel regret having this daughter!”

Wendy’s chest was moving up and down due to the anger, “You’re ungrateful!”

She rushed in front and wanted to beat Boyce while she talked. She had lost her head at this moment, let alone saving her face, she totally looked like a shrew.

Boyce could get whatever he wanted now, Wendy envied that everything which should initially belong to her, was taken by Jasmine already. She was even given a slap by Boyce and he had taught her a lesson in front of other people, she felt angry and she couldn’t reconcile with them.

Boyce didn’t move, he just watched her rushing toward him with the hideous look. Perhaps Wendy was too agitated, she tripped over something and fell.

in

Officer Miller’s daughter, she looked nice, and they were about the same age as well.

just now because her ex-boyfriend had been snatched by others. Hence, she was holding a grudge

at her now, does she look like a well-educated lady? She can’t even

today, I think that we’re just not compatible.” He turned

Wendy was making a fool of

she stood up and chased him, “We’ve said that we’re going to marry

wanted to avoid her so much, he got into the car and started the car, then

on his door, “Stop the

hesitate and

Boyce’s hand, “Let’s move to

go, I will call them after getting into the

guarded Jasmine into the car, he worried that Wendy would come and

he had called Matthew and Armand telling them not to come here

late already to book another quiet place at this moment. Hence, Dolores had asked them to go to the bungalow because the bungalow was quiet and well-equipped, they could just let the restaurant

place was

Boyce agreed.

he drove to the

you meet

knew that you were not there yet. Maybe she was there to dine, so we had

so helpless

looked toward her and asked concernedly, “Are you

her head, “You had

Boyce saw that there were red marks on her wrists. Wendy had treated her badly, she had purposely scratched her wrists using her fingernails when grabbing her wrists. There was a row of nails marks on

hand over, but Jasmine drew her hand back and said

this trivial matter. He was busy with his

his lips, he looked serious on his face, “Call me if you face this kind