Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

Chapter 600 So You Like The Younger One

Boyce smiled and didn't answer. Just as Armand said he didn't know how to be affectionate, he couldn't refute it.

"Come sit down." Officer Miller sat on the sofa reading the newspaper. Seeing them enter, he put down the paper.

Boyce came over while Jasmine just followed him.

"Boyce, you guys sit down for a while. Lunch will be ready later." Wendy said with a smile.

Boyce nodded, "Thank you for your hard work."

Wendy joked, "Since you think I worked hard, why don't you do it for me?"

"Don't mind me for being stupid!" Boyce stood up and really wanted to help. Wendy hurriedly waved her hand, "I'm just kidding. Yet you take it seriously. "

"You guys sit down." After saying that, she turned around and went into the kitchen.

Mrs. Miller stood aside, looked at Jasmine, felt upset, and also turned around and went into the kitchen. She wanted to set up Boyce and her daughter together, but he brought a girlfriend instead. Of course, she was not happy about it.

Seeing that her daughter was still cutting vegetables, she came over and grabbed the kitchen knife from her hand, "You go outside to accompany the guests. I can do it alone here."

"There are no outsiders. Dad is here." Wendy did not understand her mother's intention.

It wasn’t that she didn't understand, but she was surprised that Boyce would bring a girl here, and she didn't know what to do for a while.

Her mother stood aside and sighed, "When your father asked you to marry Boyce, you did not. Look at him now, he is already the deputy officer, and there is no other woman around him these years ..."

"Mom." Wendy did not want to listen to her mother's nagging, "Let bygones be bygones. Don't say it again, okay?"

There would be no coming back. What was the point even if she regretted it?

"Alas." Mrs. Miller sighed again and came over to help her daughter, "I don't know when he had a girlfriend."

Wendy didn't say anything. The oil in the pot was hot. She put the chopped ginger in the pot and stir-fried it over low heat to get the fragrance, then put the peppercorn and aromatic leaves, and finally poured the chopped chicken into the pot.

With a prickly sound, the fragrance of the condiments came out at once.

"It's your dad who made Boyce what he is today." The more Mrs. Miller thought about it, the more unpleasant she was, "That girl looks too young, and she doesn't match Boyce at all."

"Hey, mom, what exactly do you want to say?" Wendy looked at her mother helplessly, "Boyce is dull. We should be happy that he found a girlfriend. Look at you, why do you look unhappy?"

sit next to him. Don't you ever regret it?" Mrs.

chose the wrong person at the beginning. Now that she saw Boyce had a girlfriend, she didn't even react

of regretting? He and I have already missed out." Wendy pursed her lips, "Will you just stop saying

to find a two-legged toad, but there are two-legged people everywhere. And you are still young and have no children. It is not difficult for you to find a good man. It's

her lips and didn't say

out and Wendy called out to

them a glass of

dishes in the pot." Wendy put down the spatula in

felt that their young people had more to say, so she walked in, took the dishes

of each other. She put the empty tray on the table and sat down

Jasmine said, "Yes."

you work at?" Wendy plucked a grape from the fruit

nor did she feel anything wrong, and replied,

expect that she was still a college student. She turned her attention to Boyce and said

smiled awkwardly, "I'm a

nodded, "Yes, too. You're not a monk

unromantic, and uninteresting. After she had been married once, she realized that such a man was more reliable. This kind of character

she didn't regret it. How could she not

What she used to think was a disadvantage was now an

with your girlfriend when you have time. By the way, what's your girlfriend's

Jasmine

anything

get on the table. The food is ready." Mrs. Miller stood in the doorway of

Miller stood up first and said, "Okay. Let's talk

up from the sofa and headed to the restaurant, and Boyce held Jasmine's waist. He was afraid she would be uncomfortable in

at him, and the corners of her lips curled up in a gentle

hint of thoughtfulness would make

at them

should have belonged to her before, this tenderness should also belong to her, but now

emotions and smiled at Jasmine, telling her

and said

asked his daughter to get a bottle of wine, "Drink with

drove here. I'll drink with you next

deliberately lowered her body and whispered

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