Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap novel Chapter 621

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.

How could he forget what the hell kind of a guy Armand was?

At this moment, the waiter walked over and gave them the receipt for the alcohol. Armand pointed at Boyce, “Give it to him.”

“The total is seventy six dollars,” The waiter handed the receipt for the alcohol over.

Boyce handed over four pieces of red bills he took out from his leather wallet and said, “Keep the change.”

After saying that, he walked out. Armand quickly followed after him.

When they got out of the bar, Armand asked, “Where are we going?”

Boyce said, “I’m going home to sleep.”

Armand’s eyes widened. He couldn’t believe that Boyce said that. He was the second busiest man next to Matthew Nelson. He struggled so hard when he was the captain. Shouldn’t he be busier now that he was the assistant officer?

But he actually told him that he was going home to sleep?

Did he hear him wrong or did he say it wrong?

He picked his ears and asked, “What did you say a while ago?”

Boyce ignored him. He got in on a taxi he hailed on the roadside and went away.

Armand was speechless.

He stood on the roadside in a mess. What did that mean? He called him to have a drink, but he left him all alone.

“I’ll never forget what you did, Boyce,” Armand was extremely angry. However, after giving it a thought, he felt that something seemed to be wrong with Boyce. He rarely took the initiative to find him to have a drink together. He was also very busy. He worked seriously and very hard out of his strong sense of responsibility. But he actually said that he was going home to sleep?!

Didn’t he need to go to work?

Was he acting strangely because something happened?

He drank two glasses of imported wine, so he didn’t drive his car. Instead, he sat down on a rest bench on the roadside and dialed Matthew’s number.

In WY Group, Abbott Baron took a few important documents. These were supposed to be signed yesterday, but Matthew didn’t come to the company. So they were all backlogged.

Abbott said, “These can’t be delayed anymore.”

Matthew raised his eyes and looked at him, “Are you ordering me around?”

Abbott immediately became nervous. He shook his head hard, “I wouldn’t dare.”