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

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

pulled open the

it.” Officer Miller said

was worried about him, so he didn’t tell him anything

He understood.

Boyce said, “It’s nothing.”

wouldn’t say anything, too, even if his relationship with Officer Miller

was good, and Officer Miller

time to leave work, Boyce arranged

things on the table, and the dirty clothes he had

table, the TV was still on, and a book

sleeping with

on the floor, picked up the remote control on the table

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

you get back?”

back.” Boyce

phone and glanced

on the coffee table that she had half-eaten and threw it

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

her and laughed, feeling that the way she was mumbling was cute and somewhat like

asked, “What are you laughing

he was laughing at her for

shook his head, “I’m not

herself, ‘I’m not blind and you did obviously laugh

“I just think you’re funny. It’s just an apple and you’re blaming the fruit shop owner just because it’s not good.

make

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

Boyce asked, “Is it?”

about it.” Jasmine pouted, “Tell me, whose side are you on?

Boyce was speechless.

he hadn’t even met