Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

Matthew glanced inside and he realized that Dolores was probably here too.

However, Armand’s heart was burning with the desire to gossip. Did Matthew lend his car to someone?

“A guy or a woman?” Armand walked over and winked at Matthew, “Aren’t you trying to win your ex-wife back? What’s up with the sudden change of preference?”

“Fuck off!” Matthew gave him a sideways glance.

Boyce smiled, “Why are you like this? Why do you still behave so childishly?”

“You behave childishly!” Armand jumped on Boyce’s back and put his arms around his neck, “Hey! Have you seen his ex-wife?”

Boyce nodded honestly, “Yeah.”

Matthew got married six years ago. It was actually a secret marriage and not one that Matthew wanted. He didn’t introduce her to him. At that time, he was really busy during the promotional period. Soon, Matthew got divorced and he had no chance to meet her.

If Abbott hadn’t contacted him for help that day, he would have never seen her.

Abbott had told him that now Matthew seemed to care about his ex-wife, but he also understood why he had begun to care about her.

It must be because of the children.

The other day, he had seen Samuel who looked around five or six years old; the timing checked out.

Entering the Join & Share Manor, there were pavilions and kiosks everywhere. Red lanterns lit up the winding corridor that led to the lobby.

As soon as they walked in, a server came over.

“Mr. Bernie?”

“Yes.” Armand had naturally used his name when reserving the place.

“Please follow me!” The server walked ahead of them, leading them to a private room.

The room was very spacious with sandalwood table and chairs carved with intricate patterns turning the atmosphere classically antique.

The private rooms here were different from other places. They were not actually rooms but rather long corridors separated into small rooms using screens. Each screen had a different pattern on it for each room.

The server handed over the menu and Armand took it quickly, “I will order the dishes as I know how to eat.”

Boyce clicked his tongue and smiled.

Armand narrowed his eyes at him, “What the fuck are you smiling at?”

“How do you call yourself a highly educated and sophisticated lawyer but can’t even speak in a civilized manner?”

behave myself at work all day. This is my personal time; can’t I

He opened a law firm and all the cases went to

did he know about being

cleared his throat, “You should speak more civilly, can’t you see there’s

winked at Boyce, indicating at

to

too silent. He sat between them but looked like they didn’t exist to him. He was holding his cellphone in his hands, rubbing his fingers back and forth on the screen. He

the dishes, Armand handed the menu back to

“Sure.”

an hour

wine and filled their glasses one by one,

you looking

to pick on my scabs.” Armand glared

smiled, “Are you still hung up

Armand’s first love. He dated her in university. He loved her very much but

never revealed why he broke

was that Phoebe had become a taboo for him. Not only he never let anyone say it, but he had also never been in love again. He had many women around him but

something, does a person’s feeling come from love or from sex?” Armand took a sip of wine and frowned at

have the most experience.” Boyce also sipped

then, didn’t he and Helen got

began to date her because he felt responsible for spending a night with her, but

this to be in love? Or to be

you have

away. You

were sitting in the room besides theirs and they were all

enough, not all men

the internet. The food and atmosphere were all good but she hadn’t expected the rooms to just be separated by thin screens and

familiar, so she gently moved towards the screen to look into the other room through the small

Matthew’s shoulder, “Seriously, did you even like Helen? Or

I inexplicably, but she also

clutched her chair

sip

heart move because of Helen, and it was indeed his sense of responsibility of spending the night with her that made him stay with her. Even though his memory was blurred, he still remembered the feeling of that

like her, he wouldn’t have

it was like… a

“That is to say, if it starts with sex, more feelings

hadn’t slept with Helen, he didn’t have any feelings for her. After sleeping with her once, he did

Mr. Lawyer.”

you think everyone is like you?

speechless with

to curse