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 loosen up a bit? Are any

firm and all the cases went to the lawyers working in

did he know about

should speak more civilly,

winked at Boyce, indicating

didn’t bother to care too much about

exist to him. He was holding his cellphone in his hands, rubbing his fingers back and forth on the screen. He wanted to call Dolores and ask her if she was here, but seeing the other two besides him, he gave

menu back to the server and said, “Please

“Sure.”

about half an hour the food

of wine and filled their glasses one by one, “This

are you looking for?

pick on my scabs.” Armand glared

“Are you

university. He loved

revealed why he broke up with

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 he never felt true love again and just played around

sex?” Armand took a sip of wine and

we ask you this? You have the most experience.” Boyce also sipped on his

at Matthew with his chin and said, “We should ask him. Back then, didn’t he and Helen got

to date her because he felt responsible for spending a night with her, but after she deceived him, he didn’t want

in love? Or to be

him, “Do you

You are a pretty bad guy!” Armand had had

few women were sitting in the room besides theirs and they were all taken aback at his loud

enough,

this place because it had good ratings on the internet. The food and atmosphere were all good but she hadn’t expected the rooms to just be separated by thin screens and to not

that the voice was a little familiar, so she gently moved towards the screen to look into the other room through the

shoulder, “Seriously, did you even like Helen? Or were you just taking responsibility after

but she also wanted to know

her chair

took a sip of wine,

the night

he didn’t like her, he wouldn’t

was like… a

it starts with

sleeping with her once, he did begin to like her a little bit.

Mr. Lawyer.” Boyce gave Armand a

at him, “Do you think everyone is like you?

speechless

to curse