Snare of Love
Chapter 669: Big Fat Fish that Was Hooked

Matthew pulled the chair out for Dolores. After she sat down, he pulled out another one and sat down with Amanda in his arms.

Armand checked the time and said, "Boyce is putting on the air, isn't he? It's his treat, but he's late."

"Probably he's delayed by something," said Dolores. As far as she knew Boyce, he was always a punctual man.

"His girlfriend? Who is it? Hasn't Jasmine Burke left City B already? Dolores, do you know who his girlfriend is?" Armand recalled that once Boyce had got into a woman's car. He wondered if that woman was Boyce's girlfriend.

"Isn't she Jasmine Burke?" asked Dolores.

Armand shook his head, "That girl has left town..."

"I know who she is. I met her," Amanda interrupted Armand and said complacently. She was quite proud that she was the first one among them all to meet Boyce's girlfriend, although she didn't like that woman at all.

"Really?" Armand asked with a smile, "Is she good-looking?"

Amanda thought for a moment, "Just so-so."

No matter how good-looking she was, her first impression wasn't good. It was nothing.

Amanda didn't care about Wendy's appearance at all. She only remembered that Wendy wasn't good.

She couldn't tell exactly why Wendy was good, but simply she disliked that woman.

Right then, two persons entered the restaurant.

"It's really inappropriate for us to be late. It's our treat." Boyce looked a bit annoyed. He thought that Wendy was quite willful indeed. It was almost time, but she insisted on going home and changing her clothes. Hence, they were late.

"You're introducing me to your friends today. If I was indecent, I would embarrass you, wouldn't I?" Wendy knew it was bad to be late, but she would meet Boyce's friends, so she wanted to show them her best side.

"If I was dirty and ugly, don't you feel disgraced if you introduce me to your friends?"

Boyce couldn't win against her verbally. He said indifferently, "I only treasure the character, not the hypocritical appearance. You are who you are. You don't need to care about others' criticism." Wendy pressed her lips, "Are you angry?"

"No. All right. Here we are." Boyce meant to stop arguing. He pushed the door of the box open and said with a smile, "I'm sorry. We're late."

Wendy was indeed good-looking. She dressed up gracefully. Holding Boyce's arm, she echoed with a smile, "I'm sorry. There was traffic on the way. We're late."

Boyce frowned. Obviously, he didn't expect that she would lie.

They were late because she insisted on changing her clothes. How could she lie about the traffic?

"It's alright. Nothing." Armand smiled, looking at her up and down, He slightly raised his eyebrows. Sure enough, it was truly that woman he had seen once. Boyce introduced his friends to Wendy, "This is Armand Bernie, a friend of mine."

Wendy smiled at Armand politely, "Nice to meet you."

Armand nodded.

Amanda lay prone on Matthew's shoulder and whispered in his ear, "Daddy, I don't like this woman. She's so disgusting."

Matthew patted her gently and whispered, "Be polite."

Amanda pouted and whispered, "I told the truth."

"Dolores, this is Wendy Miller, my girlfriend," Boyce took Wendy to Dolores and introduced her.

"Nice to met you," said Wendy with a smile. She looked at Dolores up and down. Pretending to cast a casual glance, she looked at Matthew sitting next to her. Although Matthew didn't speak, she noticed this man as soon as she entered the box.

She had never expected that Boyce's friends were like this.

Sure enough, outstanding men made friends with outstanding ones. If she had known that Boyce had such friends, she would have grasped him a long time ago. Dolores smiled at her, "Nice to meet you, too."

Her first impression about Wendy was not bad - she was pretty and polite.

"We've been waiting for you guys for a long time. Come on. Don't starve us any longer."

"Sure. Let's sit down." Wendy pulled Boyce to sit down.

Armand pulled out his phone and took a photo of Boyce and Wendy secretly. He sent it to Theresa.

Soon, Theresa sent back an emoji with a surprised look. She asked: "Who is the woman next to Boyce?"

Armand answered: "Guess."

Theresa: "Tell me or not, I don't care." She also sent an emoji with a proud face.

Armand smiled. He replied: "His girlfriend. He's introducing her to us. If only you haven't left town. You could gather with us tonight. How about I'll drive to City C after dinner?" "It's so late now. Are you nuts?"

"I want to have breakfast with you tomorrow morning."

Theresa stared at her cell phone. Although she was smiling, she replied unfriendly words, "You are out of your mind."

Armand smile and put away his cell phone.

"I know some chef's specials of this restaurant. Do you guys avoid eating any food?" Wendy looked over at Dolores, "What's your flavor? I heard that pregnant women are quite picky." "I'm not picky. I'm OK with anything," said Dolores.

"Okay. I'll order the dishes then." Wendy opened the menu. Amanda chimed in, "Aunt, you haven't asked me about my flavor yet." Wendy's expression was stiffened for a moment. Immediately, she smiled at Amanda and asked, "What would you like to eat?" Amanda leaned against Matthew's chest and said, "I don't know what dishes are served in this restaurant. How could I order?" Wendy understood and passed the menu to her, "Take a look and let me know what you want to eat."

She smiled friendly, but inwardly, she hated Amanda to death. She wondered why this little girl was so hateful.

She blamed Amanda inwardly.

Dolores frowned, patting her daughter, "You can't be so impolite. Mind your attitude when talking to Aunt."

"It's alright. She's just a kid." Wendy kept being graceful on the surface.

Actually, Amanda knew that she shouldn't have been so impolite, but for some reason, she disliked this woman a lot. It was just like how much she liked Tiana. There was no reason at all. She liked or disliked others for no reason.

"Amy, order more dishes. Uncle Boyce rarely treated us for dinner." Armand winked at Amanda.

Amanda opened the menu and read it through seriously. She had only been in the preschool for a few days, so she couldn't read much. However, there were pictures on the menu, so she pointed at the dishes She smiled and inwardly praised the menu. Some restaurants didn't provide menus with pictures, so she couldn't order any dishes as she didn't know how to read.

She ordered dishes as long as they were not spicy. She always ate light dishes at home, and her parents like the light dishes, so she made such choices.

When waiting for the dishes to be served, Armand asked, "Excuse me, Miss Miller?"

Wendy nodded with a smile.

"Is your father Officer Miller?" Armand finally understood something. Dolores and he had the same confusion, wondering how the woman managed to make Boyce accept her.

Right then, he suddenly recalled that the surname of Boyce's boss was also Miller. He wondered if this woman's father was Officer Miller.

Boyce didn't like sharing what happened at work with them.

Hence, Armand didn't know much about it.

Wendy said with a smile, "Yes, he is."

"What happened? Have you already got married?" Armand recalled once Boyce mentioned that he had attended a wedding. Armand asked him whose wedding was it, and Boyce answered it was the wedding of his boss's daughter.

Wendy's expression changed dramatically.

"I divorced." Wendy put on a stiffy smile, feeling quite awkward at the question about her marital status. She stood up, "I'm going to use the bathroom."

As she spoke, she walked out of the box.

There was a few seconds of silence in the room. None of them had expected that she was divorced.

Armand looked over at Boyce, "Did she chase after you?"

Boyce nodded.

The next second, Armand lost his temper. He didn't discriminate against Wendy for she was a divorced woman. Instead, he knew that Boyce had been respecting his boss always.

If Officer Miller mentioned it to him, Boyce would probably say yes to save Officer Miller's dignity.

Earlier, Boyce felt quite upset because Jasmine suddenly had left him. Later, he claimed that Wendy was his girlfriend. It was obviously weird.

"You don't fit each other," said Armand directly.

Boyce said expressionlessly, "I don't think so."

Armand didn't answer, staring at him.

Under his gaze, Boyce was quite uneasy, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Armand snorted, "You are just like a big fat fish that was hooked!"¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶