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?"

you who sit next to him. Don't you ever regret it?" Mrs. Miller felt that her

that

and I have already missed

young and have no children. It is not difficult for you to find a good man. It's not like

her lips and didn't say

walk out and Wendy called

to get them a glass of

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

took the dishes her daughter had stir-fried, and asked, "Did you put all

Wendy washed her hands, took out a water glass and poured three cups of fresh juice and brought them out, then placed them in front of each other. She put the empty tray on

Jasmine said, "Yes."

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

did she feel

for a moment. She felt Jasmine was young but didn't expect that she was still a college student. She turned her

smiled awkwardly, "I'm

"Yes, too. You're not a monk with no

was too boring, unromantic, and uninteresting. After she had been married once, she realized that such a man was more reliable. This kind of character was more dependable than those men who could only

didn't regret it. How could

regretted. What she used to think

your girlfriend when you have time. By the way, what's your girlfriend's name?" Wendy

at Jasmine and said,

anything and sat very

Mrs. Miller

and said,

sofa and headed to the restaurant, and Boyce held Jasmine's waist. He was afraid

the corners of her lips curled up in a

dull, his occasional hint of thoughtfulness would make her very warm and

look at them and silently withdrew her

her, but now it belongs to another woman. She didn’t feel very comfortable in her

Miller adjusted her emotions and smiled at Jasmine, telling her not to

smiled and

daughter to get

said, "I drove here. I'll

my dad. I'll drive you back." Wendy poured Boyce a drink and deliberately lowered her body and whispered in his ear, "He's not happy that I got divorced. You

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