Snare of Love novel Chapter 670

“Haha-” Amanda burst into laughter suddenly.

She was amused by Armand’s words, “Why does Uncle Boyce look like a big fat fish?”

Dolores pulled her into her arms, asking her to be quiet.

Rubbing her hair, she said, “Be a good girl.”

Amanda nodded obediently.

Armand just thought that Boyce was so stupid, “Does your boss want his daughter to marry you?”

Boyce nodded honestly. He could feel it, and Officer Miller did mean it.

Armand sneered, “Since he wants his daughter to marry you, why did he marry her to another man earlier?”

“She didn’t agree to marry me before.”

Upon hearing it, Armand disliked Wendy more, “She didn’t agree before, but now has she realized how good you are?”

After a pause, he asked in a colder and harsh tone, “Are you a backup?”

“Stop criticizing.” Boyce took a sip of the water.

“It’s not that I’m criticizing your relationship. It’s the truth. She didn’t like you before. After divorcing, she liked you. What kind of woman is that?” Armand disdained such a kind of woman, “Boyce, we’re all close friends. Tell us. What are you thinking of? Do you really like her? If you truly like her so much, we won’t disagree.”

Boyce felt annoyed. He kept filling his water glass.

Dolores cast a glance at Armand, “Please stop it.”

“I don’t want to mind his business, but I’m afraid he would suffer loss, be deceived, and regret it.” Armand also gulped down mouthful water, “You must spend the whole life with your wife. You must choose for yourself. I won’t stay for dinner tonight then. I’ve met her. I’m still busy. Gotta go now.”

After finishing his words, Armand pulled the chair away and looked at Boyce, “Boyce, forgive me, but I don’t like this woman at all, no matter what.”

Then he walked out of the box.

Dolores felt quite disappointed as Wendy didn’t like Boyce in the beginning and came back to him after the divorce.

She agreed with Armand - Boyce was just a backup.

Boyce was an outstanding man, but how could she do that?

“Dolores, what do you think?” Boyce looked over at Dolores in confusion.

His mind was in a mess now.

He knew that Wendy and he didn’t fit in all kinds of ways, but he believed that the current status was his life now - as long as he could find someone to marry and live on.

“She can’t decide for your own love. The most important is what you yourself think,” Matthew answered on Dolores’s behalf.

Boyce was quiet.

He had already convinced himself. However, after Armand criticized him, he couldn’t keep calm at all.

He felt as if he had made a wrong decision.

Out of the box, Armand bumped into Wendy, who came back from the ladies’.

Seeing him, Wendy asked with a smile, “Are you leaving? We haven’t had dinner yet.”

“I got something urgent to deal with.” He bypassed her. After a few steps, he stopped, “Excuse me, Miss Miller.”

Wendy maintained her smile and asked, “Yes, Mr. Bernie?”

“Miss Miller, may I ask you a question, please? What do you like about Boyce?”

“Why... Why did you come here for real?”

Armand smiled, “I missed you, so I came here.”

Theresa was a bit touched. She said, “Please come in...”

Armand hugged her. She gaped. He pressed his head on her shoulder and whispered, “I miss you so much.”

Theresa didn’t respond, just standing there motionlessly. After a long while, she said, “Come in. Don’t stand at the door.”

Armand let go of her.

Theresa closed the door and asked, “Are you going to take a nap?”

He had such big dark circles. She guessed that he had stayed up overnight.

Armand shook his head, “I’m not sleepy yet.”

Theresa poured a glass of water for him and sat on the sofa. She asked, “What does Boyce’s girlfriend do? How did they get to know each other?”

“Gee. That’s a good question.” Armand took a sip of the water, “She’s a divorced woman. A few years ago, she didn’t like Boyce. Now she’s divorced, so she came back to him. Boyce is still a virgin. That woman doesn’t deserve him!”

Theresa supported her chin and looked at him, blinking, “Are you?” she asked.

“What am I?” Armand was confused.

“A virgin. Are you a virgin?” Theresa curled up her lips into a smile, but her eyes looked quite serious. Armand felt a bit creepy.

He almost sprayed out the water in his mouth, feeling as if he had shot himself on his foot.

“Theresa, could we stop talking about things that had happened in the past, please?” Armand fawned on her by grabbing the sleeves of her upper pajama, looking aggrievedly, “If I had known that I would meet you in my life, I would keep my virginity. I promise you. I wouldn’t lay a finger on any other woman in the future besides you.”