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.”
“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.
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.