Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

Boyce was reliable. Matthew wasn’t worried about him at all, “Call me if you need anything.”

Boyce replied, “Sure. Talk to you later.”

Then, Boyce stood up. At the same time, Boyce’s mobile phone rang in his pocket. He took out the phone and saw the call was from Officer Miller’s office. Boyce didn’t pick up right away. Instead, he looked at Matthew, “It’s Officer Miller. He might need me for something. I’ve got to go.”

Matthew nodded.

Armand stared at Boyce, who left, and then he looked at Matthew, “It’s done?”

Armand didn’t seem to understand what was going on yet.

However, nobody replied to him. Matthew headed to his desk and glanced at Armand, “Aren’t you leaving?”

Armand wanted to stay here and do nothing?

“My sweetheart is at your house. Where should I go? Your house?” Armand approached the desk and stared at Matthew, “Tell me the truth.”

Matthew flipped open the document Abbot put on his desk. He asked without raising his head, “What truth?”

“How did you get Dolores to forgive you?” Armand blinked his eyes. He had done everything he can for Theresa, but she didn’t seem to be forgiving him any time soon.

Not even a single sign of forgiveness.

All Armand wanted was to get his wife back. Why was it so difficult?

It was more difficult than going to space.

Matthew was distracted from the documents in front of him. He raised his head and looked at Armand, “Show her your charisma.”

Armand was speechless.

What was his charisma?

Armand approached Matthew with a thick face, “Teach me how.”

“You’re stupid,” Matthew insulted Armand without hesitation.

Armand went speechless again.

Armand stood up straight and chuckled, “Don’t think I didn’t know that you didn’t get Dolores to forgive you after several attempts of trying.”

Matthew glared at Armand coldly, “Then why do you bother to ask me?”

Armand choked on his words. After a long pause, Armand laughed and said, “I was panic. Help me, please? At least give me an idea.”

Matthew said, “I’ve no time.”

Armand

Dolores if you don’t help me. I’ll ask her to help me

He knew Matthew

Dolores too

allow Armand to bother

the speed he

“Wait up!”

Armand before he stepped out of

straight face.

any courting experience. As for Dolores, he

for time in any relationship. There wasn’t anything like love-at-first-sight. Instead, people saw the good or bad in another person, then slowly

what

out. Armand was going to hang out with him as long as

good thing. It wasn’t good

me, what do you want me

closer. He leaned on Matthew’s desk and got really close

“Stay away

was the need of getting

get close to you?

It’s too crowded. I can’t even tell Theresa what I wanted to tell her. I want to see her outside,”

promise Armand right away as he was thinking if it could work and if it could get

might blame Dolores if Armand

Matthew wanted to

make a

stopped Matthew before he dialled numbers, “Would Theresa come out if you tell them

“How would I

say anything. He lowered his

gave Dolores a

Dolores didn’t want to do so, he wouldn’t

was important not to offend

curled his lips and thought, “Gals

dared to secretly think about it. He didn’t

that Matthew wouldn’t

was discussing the design of an order with Theresa. It was a Chinese wedding gown. They were asked to use the mandarin ducks as

needed to put on their thinking hats and see how to put it in the gown. The mandarin ducks must blend into the design of the gown, and also

of a two-piece

ducks, and deciding which of them suited to be

put aside, and it rang. Dolores picked up without

convenient for you to talk

now? Dolores looked at the screen of her phone and confirmed it was Matthew’s number. She put the

over to another

Theresa