Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap
Chapter 665: Love Could be Developed

"Wendy..." Boyce wanted to take the chance and make it clear to her.

Wendy wrapped her arms around his waist, "Boyce, I truly like you. Please don't refuse me. OK?"

Boyce pulled her arms away, "Please stop doing it."

Wendy wasn't willing to. Instead, she hugged him more tightly, "Don't push me away. Please."

As she spoke, her face clung to Boyce's chest tightly, "Do you know how much courage I've plucked up to ask my father to talk to you about me? If you refused me, I would be too embarrassed. Do you dislike me because I'm divorced?"

"Not really," Boyce explained. It was just because he didn't have any feelings for her. While Wendy was hugging him like this, he only felt awkward because she was a woman. He had no fluctuation in his heart at all.

If he liked a girl, he wouldn't care if she was divorced or not.

He didn't care much about that kind of thing. The girl didn't have to be a virgin.

"It's getting late. You should go home now." Boyce couldn't put down his hands at all. He dared not to touch her.

"No way. If you don't say yes, I won't let go of you." Wendy couldn't care much right now. She didn't want to pretend to be reserved. All she wanted was to grasp this man. No matter what ways she needed to use, she must get this man.

She had missed him once, so this time, she must grasp him tightly.

"Wendy, don't you care if I like you or not?" asked Boyce directly.

He didn't know what to talk to Wendy, so he could only tell her about his current thoughts.

Wendy stiffed a bit. It was a heavy blow to her. Raising her head, she said, "I believe the love could be developed."

Boyce doubted about her words inwardly.

If so, he couldn't keep refusing her.

He said, "Okay. I agree."

Wendy couldn't believe that Boyce had said yes so soon, "For real?"

Boyce nodded and said, "I never lie."

Looking at his solemn face, Wendy thought that he was quite cute. She wondered why she never found it before.

If she had known a man like Boyce was worth loving, probably Boyce and she would have children already.

“I'll go home and tell my parents." Wendy was overjoyed. Releasing him, she said, "Okay. I'm taking off now."

Boyce nodded, "Be careful when driving home. Good night."

Wendy paused, raised her head, and looked at him, "Don't you ask me to stay?"

Boyce was speechless.

He was confused why he would need to ask her to stay.

It was quite late at night and they had dinner already.

Wendy said with a smile, "Don't you ask me to stay overnight?"

Boyce choked up.

"I'm just kidding. You look so silly." Wendy put away her smile, "I'm leaving now. Good night."

After that, she walked out of his apartment.

Boyce stood motionlessly for a while before coming back to his senses. He walked her to the door.

"Go to bed early. See you," Wendy said to him at the door.

Boyce nodded and closed the door.

When he was closing the door, he still felt as if he were dreaming. After a long time, he heaved a sigh.

He told himself to make do with her - probably other women wouldn't be so suitable as she was. Besides, Officer Miller had asked him personally.

If he turned Officer Miller down, he would feel sorry for Officer Miler. After all, Officer Miller had been taking care of him. Boyce felt a bit embarrassed to refuse him.

Anyway, he couldn't stay single forever.

While trying to convince himself, Boyce sat on the sofa. He gulped down a glass of water and muttered to himself, "In fact, Wendy Miller is not bad. We've known each other for a long time. It shouldn't be bad for us to live together."

Suddenly, he smiled. Patting himself on the head, he realized that he was still comforting himself.

When it was the dawn of the next day, Boyce was woken up by Armand's call. As soon as the call was connected, Armand yelled, "Boyce, could you do me a favor please?"

"What can I do for you?" Boyce just woke up, still dizzy.

"I was reconciled with Theresa." Boyce could feel how delighted Armand was even on the phoned. He snorted and said, "All right. Congratulations!"

"Why does your boss keep inviting you to his house? He likes you and wants you to be his son-in-law, doesn't he?" Armand was driving to his apartment. Although he still had some bruises at the corner of his eyes, he still had a bright smile on his face.

If Boyce could see him face-to-face now, he probably would ask Armand if his face still hurt.

"Are you calling me to inform me of your good news?"

"Nah. Theresa is going back to City C today. I'll go to see her off. Can you go with me?"

"She's your girlfriend. Why should I be with you?" Boyce was confused.

"Here is the thing. Last night, when I announce the good news, you were not there. You must be in your presence today. You are my best friend. You must witness it."

Boyce wondered why he needed to witness it personally after hearing the news on the phone.

He wondered if Armand was in his right state of mind.

To avoid disappointing this poor man who finally gained his girlfriend's heart back, Boyce said, "You must come to pick me up. I don't have a car now."

"I'm already downstairs of your apartment. Hurry up and come down."

"So soon?"

"Cut the crap. Hurry up!" urged Armand.

Boyce said, "Ten minutes, please."

After that, he hung up the phone, got up, and tidied himself up.

He went downstairs after ten minutes. As soon as he walked out of the community, he saw Armand's car that was pulled over on the roadside. The car window was open. When Boyce got closer, he could hear Armand humming a song.

Boyce pulled the door open and sat in, "You've just reconciled but she's leaving today. Aren't you afraid that she would fall in love with another man?"

"No, she wouldn't. If so, she would have fallen in love with another man a long time ago," said Armand extremely confidently.

Boyce cast him a glance, "Look at you!"

"Heh... I'm just so happy!" Armand couldn't hide his good moo in Boyce's presence.

Boyce laughed, "Come on. Be a man!"

Armand put away his smile and said solemnly to Boyce, "Theresa has some health problem. In the future, we're not going to have our own children. Don't mention children to her. I'm afraid that she would be quite sensitive to the subject."

He had known that Theresa was unwilling to face the fact because she didn't want to tell him about it. Hence, he guessed Theresa must be quite sensitive, afraid that she would be upset when hearing about children.

"How come?" Boyce frowned.

Armand quieted down. After a long while, he answered hoarsely, "It was caused by her miscarriage last time."

Boyce patted him on the shoulder, comforting him silently.

"Don't show your care for her particularly either or your compassion. As long as you don't mention children, it'll be fine," said Armand.

Boyce understood.

When they arrived, they saw Dolores and Matthew talking to Oscar. Theresa was playing with Amanda.

In the morning, Dolores and Matthew got up to see Theresa and Oscar off. Amanda insisted on coming over, so they took her to the airport as well.

"Morning, Uncle Armand, Uncle Boyce," Amanda noticed them first and greeted them.

Theresa raised her head and saw them. Looking at Boyce, she said with a smile, "Why are you here as well?"

Boyce smiled, "Armand insisted on asking me to see you off. He said I was the only one absent last night, so I must make it up. By the way, congratulations!" Theresa lowered her head, "Thank you. It's not a big deal."

"We've reconciled. Isn't it worth celebrating?" Armand sat next to her, putting his arm on her shoulder, "You've promised me. You can't go back on your word." Boyce was quite sensible. Lifting Amanda, he said, "Amanda, let's go. Leave them in peace."