Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

Armand Bernie and Boyce Shawn looked at each other, saying again almost at the same time, “You can’t fall asleep even if you go back now, the sleepiness has gone already, why not let’s have a drink together?”

Getting drunk made someone sleep easier.

Their thought was too obvious, Matthew Nelson knew what they were thinking of when they just started to talk. It seemed that Matthew wanted to get drunk also, so he agreed.

Coming out from the company, they went to find a quieter bar together in one car.

They had ordered two bottles of imported spirits and a fruit plate.

The yellow light brightened the whole private room, the air-conditioner under the roof was blowing the cold air slowly.

Armand poured the liquor, he looked up and glanced at Boyce, “We’re friends, but you’re so mean.”

Boyce glanced at Armand coldly, for this person, Boyce knew what he was thinking in his mind.

Without waiting him to speak, Boyce had explained, “Don’t think too much, that girl is too young, I’m not interested. I will be punished for finding a girl who is so young.”

Boyce looked at Matthew when he talked, he then purposely asked, “Right?”

Matthew narrowed his eyes, he felt a bit annoyed listening to this sentence, he drank and his tone was a bit cold, “I’m in a bad mood.”

It seemed like he was giving Boyce a warning that he didn’t have the mood to joke and not to mention about Dolores Flores in front of him.

When he listened of this name now, he felt the chest tightness which made him almost can’t breathe. He missed her so much, he didn’t even dare to go back to the bungalow. When he stayed alone, he couldn’t fall asleep, so he could only numb himself by doing endless work to make himself have no time to think about her.

Boyce sighed, “Both of you seem to be so upset, even I, am afraid of being in a relationship now. Why can’t you guys set a good example for me?”

They had given him a psychic trauma.

“Don’t envy him.” Armand sat beside him and flung the arm around his neck with a serious face, “To be honest, that girl looks very pretty, don’t be insatiable.”

“Really don’t think too much.” Boyce was going to suffer from heart attack under Armand’s torture, was it that he would think about that aspect every time when there was a woman beside him?

He was just entrusted by someone, he didn’t have other thought.

“She is just at her first year in university, if I were to… Is it crazy?” Boyce took away Armand’s arm which was around his neck, “I will find someone who is about the same age with me, if I were to coax a wimpy kid every day, does it mean that I marry a woman or raise a daughter?”

the couch, looking at Boyce’s eyes which seemed like going to tear him apart and swallow him, so that

are eligible. All the people around you are males, rarely you can meet a female, but you’re

Matthew, but Theresa Gordon wasn’t older than Dolores as well. To calculate it, Armand and Matthew were both having an age difference of about seven to eight years old with their

when they could kiss with someone, their wives were

they were almost thirty years old, but their wives

they were having May-December

realize that you’re talking without having to think?” Boyce frowned, he thought that Boyce was

that Theresa would come back and deal with

find a young one, you will wear a bra on the wedding night and stand on the table dancing

was too bored to make a

dare?” Armand poured the

just don’t want to

“You don’t dare.”

“You’re so annoying.”

like that first-year student, so

“No!”

why don’t you bet

Armand, he was in a bad mood, “I don’t want to

moved near him, “What do

part, Boyce didn’t have a girlfriend before. He understood well that a man

curious, how did Boyce

that you didn’t have the

coldly, “You think that everyone is the same

normal, but you’re

behaving normal,

way?” Armand took the liquor and forced it into his mouth, “Let’s wash your mouth, so that you

was really forcing the liquor into his mouth, the liquor which was not swallowed was flowing down his neck, making the smell

neck and his eyes looked fiercely at Armand, “Let me tell you, you’re just lacking self-control, it’s not normal okay? Is being promiscuous considered normal? Armand, have some respect to yourself, if

changed once Boyce mentioned about Theresa, Boyce was really aiming on his

don’t rub salt into

matter

left, he was living in sorrow and trouble, the scene that