Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap
Chapter 664: Can You Please Accept Me

"Okay. Sure. Please think it over." Officer Miller heaved a sigh, "I feel so disgraced in front of you."

Then he changed the subject, "I'm willing to do it for my child. The parents always do things for their children all their lives. All because of the parents' love!"

Boyce filled Officer Miller's glass with the liquor, "Yes, I understand."

He knew Officer Miller very well. Even if he didn't agree in the end, Officer Miller wouldn't hate him. Officer Miller treasured his dignity a lot. Right now, he asked Boyce to date his daughter, and Boyce could tell how hard it was for him.

"Please don't be stressed." Officer Miller Picked up the glass and clinked with Boyce's.

Boyce said he wouldn't.

After dinner, Wendy suggested driving him home, "You drank some liquor. I'll send you home."

Boyce looked at her and nodded in agreement.

Officer Miller watched them go out, heaving another sigh. Mrs. Miller didn't like it when her husband kept sighing. She said, "Why are you sighing? Boyce should agree. Wendy is pretty and well-educated. She deserves him!"

Officer Miller cast her a cold glance, "She's married once. Just upon this, she doesn't deserve Boyce."

Mrs. Miller was rendered speechless for a long while. Then she retorted, "So what Wendy divorced? Didn't he have a girlfriend before?"

Officer Miller put his hands behind and walked to the bedroom, "I'm not in the mood to argue with you."

Mrs. Miller didn't get angry though. She forced her husband to directly tell Boyce about his purpose, which had been bothering her husband a lot.

Her husband treasured his dignity all his life. Today, he had lost it to his subordinate, so he felt quite upset.

Mrs. Miller started to clean up the table.

Outside, Boyce got in Wendy's car.

"Fasten your seat belt," Wendy reminded him.

Boyce was quite upset, so he hadn't heard Wendy's words. Squinting, he rubbed his temples with strength. His mind was still in a mess.

Wendy thought that he had been drunk, so she leaned over so that she could pull the seat belt out and buckle it for him. When she leaned over, Boyce suddenly realized what Wendy was saying, so he hurriedly said, "I'll do it myself."

Wendy moved away with a smile, "Are you drunk or thinking about my dad's words?"

Boyce said that he was drunk.

Smiling, Wendy said, "Okay. I won't let him drink with you in the future."

Boyce smiled but didn't answer.

Wendy didn't speak any longer. Silence blanketed the car.

A moment later, the car was pulled over in front of Boyce's apartment building. He pushed the door open and got off. When he was about to say bye to Wendy, Wendy also pushed the door open and got off. "I want to go upstairs and visit your apartment. Would you refuse me?" asked Wendy with a smile.

Wendy was indeed good-looking. Her family background was good as well.

However, Boyce didn't have any feelings for her. At the most, he considered her as a friend.

"Do you want to say no?" Wendy could hardly maintain the smile on her face. No one had refused her before.

Although she was a divorced woman now, she was still charming. A lot of men were after her. For her father, a lot of men wanted to marry her.

However, she didn't like them. She only had a crush on Boyce.

"Not at all. This way, please." Boyce walked in front to lead the way. She followed him and entered his apartment.

Usually, a single man's residence would be quite messy, because no one helped him clean it up. However, Boyce's apartment was pretty clean. He would clean his house when he was free. He didn't like a messy apartment at all.

"Do you hire an hourly servant to clean the apartment?" Wendy asked while sitting on the sofa.

Boyce poured a glass of water for her, "Nope."

"Who helped to clean your apartment then?" Wendy smiled, "Yourself?"

Boyce said, "I'm alone, so I don't have many belongings. It doesn't need to be cleaned up. Have some water, please."

Wendy took over the water glass, stood up, and walked to the window. The gaps among the buildings and the green areas were quite large in this community. Boyce's apartment was on a high-rise with a beautiful night view, "I like this apartment."

Boyce said, "My friend helped me to choose."

Armand helped him to choose the apartment. It was indeed a good location.

Wendy turned around and looked at him, "Boyce, could you please accept me? I like you."