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.

would have found it out only if he had more time to care for his family and daughter and

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

open the

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

was worried about him, so he didn’t tell

He understood.

Boyce said, “It’s nothing.”

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

Officer Miller knew all about

was time to leave work, Boyce arranged

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

the table, the TV was still

sleeping with a pillow in her

the floor, picked up the

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

get back?”

Boyce sat down on the

glanced at the time,

the coffee

and even hard. It’s not

feeling that the way she was mumbling was cute and somewhat

asked, “What are you laughing

that he was

his head,

did.” Jasmine thought to herself, ‘I’m not blind and you did obviously laugh just now, why didn’t

blaming the fruit shop owner just

make

on his lap, wrapping her arm around his neck and asked, “Whose side are you on? Why do I think that you’re

Boyce asked, “Is it?”

“Tell me, whose side are you on?

Boyce was speechless.

as he hadn’t even