Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

Chapter 137: You Are a Pretty Bad Guy!

Matthew glanced inside and he realized that Dolores was probably here too.

However, Armand’s heart was burning with the desire to gossip. Did Matthew lend his car to someone?

“A guy or a woman?” Armand walked over and winked at Matthew, “Aren’t you trying to win your ex-

wife back? What’s up with the sudden change of preference?”

“Fuck off!” Matthew gave him a sideways glance.

Boyce smiled, “Why are you like this? Why do you still behave so childishly?”

“You behave childishly!” Armand jumped on Boyce’s back and put his arms around his neck, “Hey!

Have you seen his ex-wife?”

Boyce nodded honestly, “Yeah.” Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

Matthew got married six years ago. It was actually a secret marriage and not one that Matthew wanted.

He didn’t introduce her to him. At that time, he was really busy during the promotional period. Soon,

Matthew got divorced and he had no chance to meet her.

If Abbott hadn’t contacted him for help that day, he would have never seen her.

Abbott had told him that now Matthew seemed to care about his ex-wife, but he also understood why

he had begun to care about her.

It must be because of the children.

The other day, he had seen Samuel who looked around five or six years old; the timing checked out.

Entering the Join & Share Manor, there were pavilions and kiosks everywhere. Red lanterns lit up the

winding corridor that led to the lobby.

As soon as they walked in, a server came over.

“Mr. Bernie?”

“Yes.” Armand had naturally used his name when reserving the place.

“Please follow me!” The server walked ahead of them, leading them to a private room.

The room was very spacious with sandalwood table and chairs carved with intricate patterns turning

the atmosphere classically antique.

The private rooms here were different from other places. They were not actually rooms but rather long

corridors separated into small rooms using screens. Each screen had a different pattern on it for each

room.

The server handed over the menu and Armand took it quickly, “I will order the dishes as I know how to

eat.”

Boyce clicked his tongue and smiled.

Armand narrowed his eyes at him, “What the fuck are you smiling at?”

“How do you call yourself a highly educated and sophisticated lawyer but can’t even speak in a civilized

manner?”

“I have to behave myself at work all day. This is my personal time; can’t I loosen up a bit? Are any of

you as tired as I am?”

“Oh, fuck off!” Boyce didn’t bother to respond to him. He opened a law firm and all the cases went to

the lawyers working in his firm. He had not even been to court in a long time.

What did he know about being tired?

Armand cleared his throat, “You should speak more civilly, can’t you see there’s a person here?”

He deliberately winked at Boyce, indicating at the female server.

“Nut job!” Boyce didn’t bother to care too much about him.

Matthew seemed too silent. He sat between them but looked like they didn’t exist to him. He was

holding his cellphone in his hands, rubbing his fingers back and forth on the screen. He wanted to call

Dolores and ask her if she was here, but seeing the other two besides him, he gave up the idea.

After ordering the dishes, Armand handed the menu back to the server and said, “Please be quick.”

“Sure.”

Soon, in about half an hour the food was served.

Armand opened a bottle of wine and filled their glasses one by one, “This is too boring with just us

three.”

“Who else are you looking for? Phoebe?”

“Don’t try to pick on my scabs.” Armand glared at him.

Boyce smiled, “Are you still hung up on it?”

Phoebe Lewis was Armand’s first love. He dated her in university. He loved her very much but they had

broken up later.

He had never revealed why he broke up with her.

All Boyce knew was that Phoebe had become a taboo for him. Not only he never let anyone say it, but

he had also never been in love again. He had many women around him but he never felt true love

again and just played around with them.

“Tell me something, does a person’s feeling come from love or from sex?” Armand took a sip of wine

and frowned at the taste, “Nice.”

“Shouldn’t we ask you this? You have the most experience.” Boyce also sipped on his wine.

Armand pointed at Matthew with his chin and said, “We should ask him. Back then, didn’t he and Helen

got together in the first place because they slept together?”

He began to date her because he felt responsible for spending a night with her, but after she deceived

him, he didn’t want her anymore.

Was this to be in love? Or to be heartless?

Matthew glanced at him, “Do you have nothing better to do?”

“We are alone here. I am telling the truth. You took her virginity and then threw her away. You are a

pretty bad guy!” Armand had had two glasses of wine and his voice was now considerably loud.

A few women were sitting in the room besides theirs and they were all taken aback at his loud voice.

Allison reacted strongly, “Sure enough, not all men are good.”

Theresa had chosen this place because it had good ratings on the internet. The food and atmosphere

were all good but she hadn’t expected the rooms to just be separated by thin screens and to not be

soundproof at all.

Dolores felt that the voice was a little familiar, so she gently moved towards the screen to look into the

other room through the small gap.

She saw Armand’s arm resting on Matthew’s shoulder, “Seriously, did you even like Helen? Or were

you just taking responsibility after sleeping with her?”

Dolores held her breath I inexplicably, but she also wanted to know the answer.

She clutched her chair nervously.

Matthew took a sip of wine, “A bit.”

He had never felt his heart move because of Helen, and it was indeed his sense of responsibility of

spending the night with her that made him stay with her. Even though his memory was blurred, he still

remembered the feeling of that night.

If he didn’t like her, he wouldn’t have remembered it.

So, it was like… a bit.

Armand said, “That is to say, if it starts with sex, more feelings can be evoked?”

After all, when Matthew hadn’t slept with Helen, he didn’t have any feelings for her. After sleeping with

her once, he did begin to like her a little bit. So, sex could amplify the feelings of love?

“Your logic is awesome, Mr. Lawyer.” Boyce gave Armand a thumbs-up.

Armand squinted at him, “Do you think everyone is like you? A thirty-year-old virgin?”

Boyce was speechless with anger.

He wanted to curse at Armand.

In the other room, Dolores didn’t know what had happened to her suddenly but she had lost her

appetite.

She had lost her appetite completely.

“Is the food here not up to your taste?” Theresa asked.

Dolores stuffed a mouthful of food in her mouth and said, “No, it’s delicious.”

“This is the first time I am eating such authentic Chinese food.” Mrs. William was very satisfied with the

food, “And the atmosphere here is also very good, very Chinese. I like it!”

“As long as you are satisfied. This trip will not let you down.” Theresa poured Mrs. William a glass of

wine.

“Oh! I should stop drinking. I am full and it’s time to go back.” Even though Mrs. William maintained a

good posture, she was very old and had limited energy.

“Yeah, I think so too.” Allison also felt tired. She had gone to the store right after landing here; now she

felt tired and needed to sleep.

“I’ll drop you.” Dolores stood up and spoke.

“No need.” Allison waved at her, “You have been busy at the store the whole day, you go back and look

after the kids.”

“Then take my car.” Theresa gave her car keys to Allison.

Allison took the keys and helped Mrs. William leave the room.

Dolores rubbed her face, “I will go settle the bill.”

Theresa followed her, “Dolores, you look like you are in a bad mood.”

Dolores denied, “No.”

“Yeah. You were really happy all day but as you were eating your expressions changed.”

“I am still happy.” Dolores chuckled. The store was about to open, she was extremely happy.

Theresa smiled.

Dolores face suddenly became dull, “Do I really look unhappy?”

Theresa nodded seriously.

Dolores pondered carefully about why did she suddenly became unhappy.

Was she unhappy about the fact that Helen and Matthew slept together, or that Matthew used to like

Helen?

She didn’t know; she only knew that she was upset.

Dolores took a deep breath, cheered herself up and walked to the front desk to pay.

“The total bill is 5800.”

Dolores took out the card to hand it over, but she was suddenly enveloped by the shadow of a tall

figure. Someone handed over their card first and said, “Swipe this one.”