Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

Boyce slowly turned his head around, and his tone was a little cold.

“Armand Bernie, I’m not in a good mood, so don’t joke with me.”

Armand looked at his face carefully. He didn’t seem like he was joking, so he also became serious, “Tell me what happened to you.”

Boyce drank another gulp of alcohol. He didn’t want other people to worry about his own matter, “It’s nothing. I’m just suddenly in a bad mood.”

He put down his wine glass and said, “I’m feeling better now.”

However, Armand didn’t think so, “We’re friends, so don’t try to hide anything from me.”

“Who’s friending with you? You only care about women,” Boyce pretended to be relaxed and teased him.

“Hey, what the…If I only care about women, would I excitedly run over with just one call from you? Do you think I’m not busy?” Armand poured him a drink, “Didn’t you want to drink? None of us can go home if we’re not drunk today!”

Boyce didn’t want to drink, so Armand took the wine glass and chugged it into his mouth, “Alcohol is the essence among foods. The more you drink, the younger you will be.”

“Be young by yourself,” Boyce pushed his hand away and stood up, “I’m leaving now.”

Armand followed him and put his arm around his shoulders, “You’re really boring. You asked me to come and have a drink, but you already want to leave when we haven’t even started drinking yet. I’m never going to trust you again. You always lie to me.”

Boyce got goosebumps all over his body. He shuddered in chills, “What the hell, be serious.”

“How am I not serious? I’m not even asking you to have sex with me. I’m straight as a stick.”

Boyce was speechless.

He really regretted calling Armand over. He must have gone crazy to give him a phone call and asked him over to accompany him. He must have gone mad.

He had definitely gone mad.

How could he forget what the hell kind of a guy Armand was?

At this moment, the waiter walked over and gave them the receipt for the alcohol. Armand pointed at Boyce, “Give it to him.”

“The total is seventy six dollars,” The waiter handed the receipt for the alcohol over.

Boyce handed over four pieces of red bills he took out from his leather wallet and said, “Keep the change.”

that, he walked out. Armand quickly

out of the bar, Armand asked, “Where

said, “I’m going home

was the second busiest man next to Matthew Nelson. He struggled so hard when he was the captain. Shouldn’t he

that he was

or

asked, “What did you

taxi

Armand was speechless.

He called him to have a drink, but he

the initiative to find him to have a drink together. He was also very busy. He worked seriously and

to go

he acting strangely because

car. Instead, he sat down on a rest bench

WY Group, Abbott Baron took a few important documents. These were supposed to be signed yesterday, but Matthew didn’t come to the company. So

said, “These can’t be delayed

at

immediately became nervous. He shook his head hard, “I

wasn’t that he didn’t want to. He just didn’t

really wanted to push him around, so that he could experience how tiring it was to

the table rang just when Matthew opened the document. He glanced at the displayed caller ID,

other side, Armand’s expression changed as he looked

One by one…

hang up on him because

one now. His wife and children were all around him. He also had a good relationship with his wife. So, he evilly thought, ‘Since you didn’t want to be disturbed, I’ll insist

his

didn’t want to answer my phone call, I would keep on calling until your

again, and Matthew raised his eyes.

that he could free his hands and read

asked, “What’s

didn’t expect him to answer it so quickly. He was already prepared to

for two seconds and said, “Why did you hang up on my phone call a while ago? Did I call at

He wondered what was going in this

it on the other side. Then, he said, “Do you have so