Chapter 624 A Man Worth Marrying

Wendy said, "I came here to run some errands. Do you have anything else to do? If you don't have
anything to do, why don't we find a place to sit and talk?"

Boyce had nowhere to go, so he agreed to that idea.

" Did you drive here?" Wendy asked.

"No." Boyce replied.

Wendy pointed to the parked car and said, "My car is parked on the side of the road. Take my car
then."

Boyce did not refuse.

"Dickhead!" Armand watched Boyce and a woman got into the car. And he couldn’t believe his eyes.

He asked the driver in front of him, "Did the man who just came out of the store get in the car with a
woman?"

The driver said, "Yes. And she is a pretty woman."

Armand let out a laugh. 'Since Boyce has a woman, he's still pretending to be depressed in front of
him. Also, who was that woman just now? What is her relationship with Boyce? Could it be that Boyce
has a girlfriend? And has Boyce been hiding this from him? But Boyce didn't have to hide this from him,
right?'

Armand was puzzled. Unfortunately, no one could give him the answer.

The driver glanced back at him, "Shall we go?"

He couldn't keep the car parked without picking up other passengers.



He felt relieved to see Boyce with someone, so he told the driver the address of Matthew's villa.

Wendy drove the car downtown and then found a nice cafe, "Let's have a cup of coffee."

Boyce didn't really want to go to a cafe, but given that he had just agreed to her offer, he pushed the
car door open and got out.

"I just want to have a cup of coffee with you, but why do you look so reluctant?" Wendy said with a
smile.

"I..."

"I'm just joking." Wendy deliberately interrupted him. She knew he was probably still upset about
Jasmine.

Jasmine had visited her before she left.

Jasmine could sense that Wendy had feelings for Boyce. And Wendy was also Officer Miller's
daughter, so she could benefit Boyce in his career. No matter how much Officer Miller appreciated
Boyce, Boyce was his subordinate after all. However, if Boyce was his son-in-law, then he would do his
best to support him.

Therefore, before Jasmine left, she confessed everything to Wendy.

The decoration of the cafe looked very cozy and a little romantic. And there were many couples who
came here for coffee.

Wendy took a seat in front of the window. The sycamore trees outside the window blocked the sunlight,
so it was not too bright. There was a white vase on the table with some daisies in it.

"What would you like to drink?" She asked, looking at Boyce.



Boyce said, "Green tea."

" We'll have a cup of green tea and a cappuccino with milk." Wendy said to the waiter.

"Okay."

After the waiter left, Wendy smiled and said, "Isn't it true that men don't like sweet stuff? And you don't
even drink coffee with sugar and milk?"

Boyce said, "Just my personal preference, I guess."

"I've heard about what happened. I didn't realize you had moments when you acted like a child."
Wendy said.

Boyce was confused by what she said. And he didn't know what she meant by that, "What did you
know?"

" Take a guess," Wendy said with a smile.

Boyce said, "I can't figure it out."

"You're really not funny. But you're really the kind of man worth getting someone to marry you. Actually,
I kind of regret it. After all, my dad kinda wanted me to marry you in the first place..."

"That's all in the past now." Boyce interrupted her. And he didn't really want to talk to her about it.

Wendy asked, "Do you hate and detest me?"

"No."

Boyce answered her bluntly. If Wendy had wanted to, he would have agreed to marry her. Moreover, he
didn't have any regrets, because he didn't marry her for love but for not hating her. And he simply



thought she was about his age.

At that moment, the waiter brought up the coffee, "Please enjoy it."

Wendy picked it up and took a sip. After the waiter walked away, she said once again, "Do you hate me
now?"

Boyce frowned and didn't say anything.

Wendy laughed to herself, "After all, I was married once."

"It's not a serious matter that people have been divorced now." Boyce wasn't trying to comfort her. It
was just the way society was. And the divorce rate goes up every year. And there were a lot of divorced
men and women, which meant nothing.

Wendy fiddled with this coffee cup, "When I was young, I used to believe in romanticism. And I would
love for my partner to say he loves you. And I also wanted him to send me a bouquet of bright red
roses once in a while. I thought only a man could do that would make me feel passionate and have fun.
However, as time passed, the passionate life became a dull one. And when there are only trivial things
left in daily life, most people can't stand loneliness. For example, my carefully chosen husband
betrayed me when our life got boring."

She lifted her eyes to look at Boyce, "If I had chosen you, we would have lived happily ever after. And
we might even have children now. Boyce, I really regret it. I regret that I was so blind at that time."

Boyce didn't look at her, "It's not your fault. It's his loss for not appreciating you."

And they weren't meant to be together. They weren't before, and they were even less meant to be
together now.



"Boyce..."

"It occurred to me that I've still got some business to take care of. I'll go first." Boyce stood up.

Wendy pursed her lips. She thought to herself that she was in no hurry. As God had given her a second
chance, she must take it.

"I'll give you a ride.” She followed him from behind.

Boyce refused her, "We're not going in the same direction."

"But we did come here in the same car." Wendy smiled, "Let's go. You're so cold to me, which makes
me feel like you hold a grudge against me."

Since she said such words to him, Boyce couldn't find any more excuses. Because if he continued to
reject her, it would make people think that he hated Wendy.

After leaving the cafe, they got into the car one after another. Wendy asked, "Where are you going?"

Boyce was about to say that he was going to the police station, but he then quickly realized that he had
been suspended. Thus, he didn't have to go to the police station.

At that moment, the cell phone in his pocket rang. He took it out and saw Matthew's cell phone number
on the screen. Then he immediately answered the phone.

"Boyce..."
"It occurred to me that I've still got some business to take care of. I'll go first." Boyce stood up.

Wendy pursed her lips. She thought to herself that she was in no hurry. As God had given her a second
chance, she must take Itt.

"I'll give you a ride.” She followed him from behind.
Boyce refused her, "We're not going in the same direction."

"But we did come here in the same car." Wendy smiled, "Let's go. You're so cold to me, which makes
me feel like you hold a grudge against me."

Since she said such words to him, Boyce couldn't find any more excuses. Because if he continued to
reject her, it would make people think that he hated Wendy.

After leaving the cafe, they got into the car one after another. Wendy asked, "Where are you going?"

Boyce was about to say that he was going to the police station, but he then quickly realized that he had
been suspended. Thus, he didn't have to go to the police station.

At that moment, the cell phone in his pocket rang. He took it out and saw Matthew's cell phone number
on the screen. Then he immediately answered the phone.



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