Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap Chapter 725 Forced Marriage

The more she despised something, the more it would appear in front of her.

Boyce was just about to take his leave, when Mrs. Miller stretched her arm out, “What are you doing
here? Did you want to see if you’ve angered my husband to death?”

Mrs. Miller felt that Boyce was the cause of everything, and she blamed him.

Boyce had no intention to start an argument, but Mrs. Miller didn’t want to let him off the hook that
easily.

“Come inside now!”

Officer Miller shouted in a deep voice.

Mrs. Miller scoffed and knocked Boyce on her way inside, Officer Miller glared at her and said sternly,
“The doctor already said that I shouldn’t get angry, carry on what you’re doing if you want me dead.”

“What have I done? It was him…”

“Mother, that’s enough,” Wendy Miller interrupted Mrs. Miller. She was afraid that Boyce would be
irritated and exposed her dark past.

She peered at him and said coldly, “My father was hospitalized because of us, are you happy with how
things are now?”

Boyce seemed completely unfazed, he only cast a glance at her.

He didn’t see the need to explain himself to such a person, and so he stood there in silence.

Officer Miller’s hospitalization was rather indirectly related to him, he wasn’t the main reason of why this
happened.



He avoided her sideways and walked out when Wendy tugged him by his arm, “Boyce, if you didn’t
want to be in this relationship from the start, why did you agree and investigated me behind my back…”

She wasn’t done when Boyce’s phone rang in his pocket, he took it out and the caller named ‘Cutie’
was shown on the screen.

It was Jasmine Burke who accompanied Boyce to purchase a mobile device at the time, she told him,
“The first contact you save on your phone should be mine.”

She snatched his device from him and keyed in her phone number. When she got to the caller’s name
column, she asked Boyce, “What are you planning to address me as?”

This question had never come across Boyce’s mind, he figured that her name suited the best.

Jasmine wanted to be playful, and so she changed it to ‘Cutie’.

She had a short stature and was skinny, walking side by side with Boyce made her look small, she
even ridiculed him, “Would others think that I’m your daughter if we went out together?”

Awkwardness was written all over Boyce’s face then.

When Wendy caught sight of his phone screen, she frowned.

Cutie?

She didn’t know he had such taste for a close-minded person like him. Besides, who was this ‘Cutie’
anyway?

Wendy narrowed her eyes and thought, ‘Does he like someone else already?’

Her hands that fell at her sides formed into fists. Who stole her boyfriend?



Boyce didn’t answer the call immediately; he held his phone in his hand and walked a distance away
from the ward before pressing the answer button.

Jasmine called to ask if he was coming back for dinner.

Boyce replied, “I’m going back, I’ll be there in a while.”

“We’ll wait for you then,” Jasmine followed.

Boyce hummed and ended the phone call. He didn’t head back right away, he went to visit Elizabeth
instead.

When Armand Bernie was away in country C, he was the one who sent Elizabeth to the hospital, and
he knew she was admitted here as well.

As he arrived at the corridor of the ward, he noticed that Armand was smoking in the smoking room
through the glass panes.

He pushed the door open and went in, Armand who drooped his head didn’t even realize someone
entered.

Boyce gave a heavy pat on his shoulders, he looked up and was surprised to see Boyce there, “How
come you’re here?”

Boyce didn’t answer his question, “When did you even start smoking?”

Armand put his arm out to litter his cigarette in the ashtray, and took a deep breath, “My grandma is
forcing me to get married…”

“Haven’t you made up with Theresa Gordon already?” Boyce rested his arm around his shoulders,
“There’s nothing difficult about getting married, are you so worried about it that you’ve started



smoking?”

Armand lifted his head and laughed bitterly, “I could still talk Theresa into marriage, but she wants a
great grandchild, how am I going to do that? How am I supposed to give birth to one?”

Boyce was speechless at that moment.

With Theresa in such a condition, the expectation to bear a child was an unsolvable problem.

“Was it because of this that you were at odds with Theresa?” he realized that Theresa didn’t look too
well when he saw her at the villa.

“No?” Armand found Boyce’s words to be weird.

He was doing alright with Theresa, as long as she didn’t learn about Armand’s grandma’s request,
there wouldn’t be a huge issue. At the very least, she wouldn’t back down from this.

“Do you want to join me for dinner at the villa?”

Theresa didn’t allow him to inform Armand that she was here, but she didn’t mention that he couldn’t
bring him over for a meal.

Armand said, “I need to stay here and take care of my grandma.”

He hadn’t the slightest clue that Boyce was trying to help him.

“Are you sure?” Boyce looked at him.

Aligned with his eyes, Armand felt unsure, “Is there anyone at the villa?”

Boyce got on his feet, “I’m not sure, just tell me if you’re coming or not.”



Armand hesitated for a moment, he then stood up, “I’ll go. I’m going to the ward to let my grandma
know that I’m leaving and call on a nurse to stand by.”

Boyce said, “I’ll come with you to see your grandma.”

Armand patted his shoulder, “Thanks.”

“There’s no need to say thanks if it’s between us.” Boyce gave him a quick glance.

The two of them left the smoking area and went to visit Armand’s grandma, Elizabeth, she was ecstatic
to see Boyce around.

Then came a whole string of queries about marriage, the ones that have been said countless times –
how old are you already, when are you getting married?

Armand backed him up, “Don’t worry about the important events of others, am I not enough for you to
nag at?”

Elizabeth opened her eyes wide, “Is he a somebody-else?”

Their relationship was so good that Elizabeth had already treated him like her own family.

Boyce read the room and chuckled, “It’s not a rush for me.”

“You’re even older than Armand, aren’t you? Does it not concern you? Are you planning to become a
monk?” Elizabeth pulled a long face. What is up with these people?

Armand smiled, “He has a girlfriend, you don’t need to worry about him anymore.”

“You’ve got a girlfriend?” Elizabeth’s eyes sparkled, “What type of girl is she? I want to meet her when
you’re free.”



Armand was worried that the old lady would carry on for eternity. When the nurse arrived, he made an
excuse to take his leave, and dragged Boyce out of there as well.

Boyce followed Armand’s pace and teased him, “You’re not being filial like this.”

Armand glanced at him coldly, “If I didn’t bail you out from there, you won’t believe me when I say she
can go on for another hour.”

Boyce understood, she was old after all.

After they got into the car, Armand brought up the question again, “What is actually going on?”

Boyce started the engine, “I’m just inviting you for a meal, what’s with the many questions?”

They soon arrived at the villa after ten few minutes, the car was stopped and they got down from
it.


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