Thank you so much for taking care of me all this while. I’m truly grateful for you.
By the way, hurry up and find a partner, otherwise, you’ll really be old and alone.
When you find a woman you like, you must be brave enough to chase after her, okay? You’re too reserved. Don’t miss the woman of your life just because of that.
Lastly, I’d like to wish you happiness. Stay happy always.
Goodbye, forever.
From ‘Jasmine Burke’.
Boyce lowered his gaze, not showing any emotions on his face. One couldn’t tell what he was feeling at the moment after reading the letter.
He folded the letter, put it back into the envelope then onto his desk. Pulling out his phone, he dialed her number, but it wasn’t in use anymore. Before Jasmine left City B, she canceled her mobile phone contract which she had signed here. She really did make up her mind to leave. Boyce went back to his contact list and called Armand.
Right now, Armand was giving Mrs. Leslie a massage. Although she had regained her speech ability, it was unlikely for her to be able to walk again as she was already old.
Mrs. Leslie didn’t want to leave this world yet. She hadn’t seen her only grandson get married.
“When are you going to bring Theresa back?” Mrs. Leslie asked. She still liked Theresa the most.
“You were at fault the last time. Apologize, or kneel before her if that’s what it takes for her to come back.” Mrs. Leslie was determined.
Armand replied, “I know.’
“Sigh, I was going to have a great-grandson. My biggest wish in life is to see you and Theresa reconcile, then give birth to your own children. Then, I’ll have no regrets and can rest in peace when I die.” “You’re going to live till a hundred years old.” Armand held his grandmother’s hand tightly, “Don’t worry, I’ll definitely get Theresa back then give birth to tons of grandchildren for you. You need to take care of my children next time, so you must take good care of yourself now.”
Mrs. Leslie smiled. At this time, Armand’s phone rang. He took it out. It showed Boyce was the caller.
Armand answered the call, “Boyce?”
“Are you free now? Come out for a drink with me.”
Armand sensed that Boyce seemed to be in low spirits, “What’s wrong?”
“If you have time, come and drink with me. Don’t ask so much.”
Armand took his phone away from his ear to take a look at the caller ID again. ‘It is Boyce Shawn. What the hell is wrong with him?’
‘What’s he so mad for?’
“I’m free. Where are you?” Armand asked.
“I’ll wait for you at the bar we usually hang out at.”
“Okay.” Then, Armand hung up and looked at Mrs. Leslie, “It’s Boyce. He sounded upset and called me out to have some drinks with him.”
Mrs. Leslie sighed, “He doesn’t have a girlfriend too?”
“Yeah.”
“Sigh, all of you give us headaches. How could you guys not be married yet at this age?”
Armand patted his grandmother’s hand, “Don’t worry about it. I’ll be leaving now.”
Mrs. Leslie waved her hand, “Just go. Don’t drink too much, and tell Boyce that too. Alcohol isn’t good for the body.”
“I know that. You have a good rest at home.” Armand took his car keys and told the servant, “Take good care of my grandma.”
The servant replied, “I will.”
After Armand left home, he drove in the direction of the bar they usually frequent.
When he arrived, Boyce had already started drinking. He walked over to Boyce’s side.
Picking up a bottle, Armand then filled up the empty glass in front of him while asking Boyce, “You got something on your mind?”
Boyce said it was nothing, “I’m just in a bad mood.”
Armand took a sip of wine, obviously not believing Boyce’s words, “You’re not one to drink just because you’re in a bad mood. Tell me, what’s the matter?”
Boyce filled up his glass again and looked at Armand, “Just drink. What’s with all that nonsense?”
“Pfft.” Armand chuckled. ‘There’s nothing on his mind? Just listen to that tone.’
“You fought with your girlfriend?” Armand continued to ask.
Slowly, Boyce turned his head to look at Armand and spoke in a cold tone.00000
Boyce slowly turned his head around, and his tone was a little cold.
“Armand Bernie, I’m not in a good mood, so don’t joke with me.”
Armand looked at his face carefully. He didn’t seem like he was joking, so he also became serious, “Tell me what happened to you.”
Boyce drank another gulp of alcohol. He didn’t want other people to worry about his own matter, “It’s nothing. I’m just suddenly in a bad mood.”
He put down his wine glass and said, “I’m feeling better now.”
However, Armand didn’t think so, “We’re friends, so don’t try to hide anything from me.”
“Who’s friending with you? You only care about women,” Boyce pretended to be relaxed and teased him.
“Hey, what the…If I only care about women, would I excitedly run over with just one call from you? Do you think I’m not busy?” Armand poured him a drink, “Didn’t you want to drink? None of us can go home if we’re not drunk today!”
Boyce didn’t want to drink, so Armand took the wine glass and chugged it into his mouth, “Alcohol is the essence among foods. The more you drink, the younger you will be.”
“Be young by yourself,” Boyce pushed his hand away and stood up, “I’m leaving now.”
Armand followed him and put his arm around his shoulders, “You’re really boring. You asked me to come and have a drink, but you already want to leave when we haven’t even started drinking yet. I’m never going to trust you again. You always lie to me.”
Boyce got goosebumps all over his body. He shuddered in chills, “What the hell, be serious.”
“How am I not serious? I’m not even asking you to have sex with me. I’m straight as a stick.”
Boyce was speechless.
He really regretted calling Armand over. He must have gone crazy to give him a phone call and asked him over to accompany him. He must have gone mad.
He had definitely gone mad.
New Book: Beginning with a Daring Encounter
Celsie was tired of being labeled as an introvert, workaholic, and dull virgin by her friends. Determined to prove them wrong, she made a bet that she would do something daring on her 25th birthday. Now that the day had arrived, it was time to fulfill her promise. On her daring to-do list, there was one task: a one-night stand with someone.