Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

Matthew pulled the chair out for Dolores. After she sat down, he pulled out another one and sat down with Amanda in his arms.

Armand checked the time and said, “Boyce is putting on the air, isn’t he? It’s his treat, but he’s late.”

“Probably he’s delayed by something,” said Dolores. As far as she knew Boyce, he was always a punctual man.

“His girlfriend? Who is it? Hasn’t Jasmine Burke left City B already? Dolores, do you know who his girlfriend is?” Armand recalled that once Boyce had got into a woman’s car. He wondered if that woman was Boyce’s girlfriend.

“Isn’t she Jasmine Burke?” asked Dolores.

Armand shook his head, “That girl has left town...”

“I know who she is. I met her,” Amanda interrupted Armand and said complacently. She was quite proud that she was the first one among them all to meet Boyce’s girlfriend, although she didn’t like that woman at all.

“Really?” Armand asked with a smile, “Is she good-looking?”

Amanda thought for a moment, “Just so-so.”

No matter how good-looking she was, her first impression wasn’t good. It was nothing.

Amanda didn’t care about Wendy’s appearance at all. She only remembered that Wendy wasn’t good.

She couldn’t tell exactly why Wendy was good, but simply she disliked that woman.

Right then, two persons entered the restaurant.

“It’s really inappropriate for us to be late. It’s our treat.” Boyce looked a bit annoyed. He thought that Wendy was quite willful indeed. It was almost time, but she insisted on going home and changing her clothes. Hence, they were late.

“You’re introducing me to your friends today. If I was indecent, I would embarrass you, wouldn’t I?” Wendy knew it was bad to be late, but she would meet Boyce’s friends, so she wanted to show them her best side.

“If I was dirty and ugly, don’t you feel disgraced if you introduce me to your friends?”

Boyce couldn’t win against her verbally. He said indifferently, “I only treasure the character, not the hypocritical appearance. You are who you are. You don’t need to care about others’ criticism.”

Wendy pressed her lips, “Are you angry?”

“No. All right. Here we are.” Boyce meant to stop arguing. He pushed the door of the box open and said with a smile, “I’m sorry. We’re late.”

Wendy was indeed good-looking. She dressed up gracefully. Holding Boyce’s arm, she echoed with a smile, “I’m sorry. There was traffic on the way. We’re late.”

Boyce frowned. Obviously, he didn’t expect that she would lie.

They were late because she insisted on changing her clothes. How could she lie about the traffic?

Nothing.” Armand smiled, looking at her up and down, He slightly raised his eyebrows. Sure enough, it was truly that woman he had seen

introduced his friends to Wendy, “This is Armand Bernie, a

Armand politely,

Armand nodded.

shoulder and whispered in his ear,

her gently and whispered,

and whispered, “I told

Miller, my girlfriend,” Boyce took Wendy to Dolores and

and down. Pretending to cast a casual glance, she looked

noticed this man as soon as she entered the

that Boyce's friends

If she had known that Boyce had such friends, she would have

her, “Nice to meet you,

about Wendy was not bad - she was pretty and

for you guys for a long time. Come on. Don’t

down.” Wendy pulled Boyce

of Boyce and Wendy secretly. He

surprised look. She asked: “Who

Armand answered: “Guess.”

“Tell me or not, I don’t care.” She also sent an emoji

her to us. If only you haven’t left town. You could gather

late now. Are you

breakfast with you

Although she was smiling, she

smile and put away his cell

this restaurant. Do you guys avoid eating any food?” Wendy looked over at Dolores, “What’s your

picky. I’m OK

then.” Wendy opened the menu. Amanda chimed in, “Aunt, you haven’t asked

smiled at Amanda and asked,

chest and said, “I don’t know what dishes are served in this

her, “Take a look

Amanda to death. She wondered why this little

She blamed Amanda inwardly.

be so impolite. Mind

She’s just a kid.” Wendy kept

she shouldn’t have been so impolite, but for some reason, she disliked this woman a lot. It was just like how much she liked

liked or disliked

order more dishes. Uncle Boyce rarely treated us for dinner.”