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 for his family and

had his thoughts, so he didn’t

open the

thank you for not saying it.” Officer Miller said just as

worried about him, so he didn’t tell

He understood.

Boyce said, “It’s nothing.”

anything, too, even if his relationship with Officer Miller were

good, and Officer Miller knew all

was time to leave work, Boyce arranged his work for the

cleaned up the things on the table, and the dirty clothes he had changed out of had also been washed and hung out on the

the TV was still on,

on the sofa, sleeping with a pillow in

the book on the floor, picked up the remote control

blur, she saw a figure. She sat up, rubbed her eyes and

get back?”

Boyce sat down

found her phone and glanced at the time,

table, picked up the apple on the coffee table that she had

“That fruit stall owner told me that the apples were sweet, but it’s not at all and even hard. It’s not tasty at all. I won’t buy fruits at that fruit shop

she was mumbling was cute and somewhat like a heart-warming trifle in a

unsure and asked,

was laughing at her

head, “I’m

‘I’m not blind and you did obviously laugh just now, why

shop owner just because

to make

around his neck and asked, “Whose side are you on? Why

Boyce asked, “Is it?”

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

Boyce was speechless.

as he hadn’t even met the fruit shop