Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

Officer Miller’s voice was much hoarser.

“I found out about it unintentionally not long ago,” Boyce said with reservations.

He couldn’t just tell Officer Miller that Matthew had looked into it.

Officer Miller let out a sullen breath, “I’ve lived a life of failure.”

His daughter was not well educated.

He had even lost face in front of his subordinates at the age of retirement.

Boyce didn’t say anything.

There was nothing to say.

Wendy and her mother were the same kinds of people. It wouldn’t be easy for anyone who stumped by the two, not to mention Officer Miller, who wanted to save face.

“Why didn’t you tell me when you know about it?” Officer Miller turned around to look at him.

Boyce said, “I know you want to save face and don’t want you to bother with this.”

“Hmm.” Officer Miller walked to the seat and sat down, “Do I still have your respect?”

“Yes…”

“Cut it out.” Officer Miller interrupted him pondered for a moment, “I’m getting old, reaching my retirement age and I’m planning to retire early.”

“Why?” Boyce didn’t get it. Officer Miller was very fond of work.

Officer Miller didn’t elaborate, “I’m tired and want to rest.”

“Alright, get back to work.” Officer Miller felt ashamed to face Boyce.

He also never expected his daughter to have such a personality. He had been busy working when he was young and cared less about his family.

And now, he regretted it when he thought about it.

have found it out only if he had more time to care

Officer Miller had his thoughts, so he didn’t comment much and

open the

for not saying it.” Officer Miller said just

fact, Boyce was worried about him, so

He understood.

Boyce said, “It’s nothing.”

too, even if his relationship with Officer Miller

Officer Miller

leave work, Boyce arranged his work for

Jasmine had already cleaned up the things on the table, and the dirty clothes he had changed

TV was

on the sofa, sleeping with a pillow

up the book on the floor, picked up the remote

saw a figure. She sat up,

did you get

Boyce sat down

glanced at the time,

up the apple on the coffee table that she had half-eaten and

but it’s not at all and even hard. It’s not tasty at all. I won’t buy fruits at

feeling that the way she was mumbling was cute and somewhat like a

and asked,

he was laughing at her for

shook his head,

Jasmine thought to herself, ‘I’m not blind and you did obviously laugh just now,

owner just

to make sense but

her arm around his neck and asked, “Whose side are you on? Why do I think that you’re on the fruit shop owner’s

Boyce asked, “Is it?”

about it.” Jasmine pouted, “Tell me, whose side

Boyce was speechless.

be biased as he hadn’t