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.

was in an awkward

that she was a well-educated lady since she was Officer Miller’s daughter, she looked nice, and they were

that she was being aggressive just now because her ex-boyfriend had been snatched by others. Hence, she was holding a grudge and it was normal for her to talk in an unfriendly

a well-educated lady? She can’t even be understanding to others, which is the

think that we’re just not compatible.” He turned and left after

was

what he had said, she stood up and chased him, “We’ve said

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

his door,

didn’t hesitate and leave

held Boyce’s hand, “Let’s move to other

I will call them after getting into the

Jasmine into the car, he worried that Wendy

car and left. Then, he had called Matthew and

place at this moment. Hence, Dolores had asked them to go to

was spacious and

Boyce agreed.

he drove to the

meet her?”

your message, I was waiting for you outside because I knew that you were not there yet. Maybe she was there to dine, so we had

so

and asked concernedly,

head, “You

wrists. Wendy had treated her badly, she had purposely scratched her wrists using her fingernails when grabbing her wrists. There was a row of

over, but Jasmine drew her hand back

didn’t want Boyce to worry about this trivial matter. He was busy with his work already,

serious on his face, “Call me if you face this