Chapter 728: Chapter 728



Car?

What car?

Boyce Shawn observed the car through his rearview mirror. Then he quickly realized who the driver was.

His eyebrows furrowed and the expression on his face darkened. Theresa Gordon asked, “Is he following you on purpose?”

“I don’t think so,” Boyce replied. “There shouldn’t be a reason for this.”

What is he trying to do?

Theresa took another look from behind, Boyce’s driving speed wasn’t fast, nor was it rush hour since there weren’t many cars on the road. However, the car behind was moving at a slower speed, under normal circumstances the car behind would have overtaken Boyce’s car.

If this wasn’t following, what was it then?

“It doesn’t look like it, haven’t they settled matters between the two of them already?” Theresa herself had once been through such a loss. “I don’t want you to end up like Armand Bernie.”

This time it would be Jasmine Burke who would be the injured party.

Boyce responded, “We’ve both made that clear, and she’s even agreed to it. We’ve both broken up on good terms.”

“Oh, is that so?” Theresa nodded.

Looking at Boyce’s personality, she wasn’t the type to cheat on her partner.

As Boyce accelerated, the car behind him followed. When Boyce took an exit, Wendy Miller’s car also did the same. It was no mere coincidence that Wendy traveled that route, as she lived in the South District while Boyce lived in the North District, totally in opposite directions.

Boyce began to doubt. ‘If Wendy ran into Jasmine when we got home, that would definitely not be good.’

Theresa was also watching the car behind them. ‘At first I wasn’t sure if she was following us, but now it’s more obvious.’

Wendy continued to follow behind Boyce’s car.

‘Mr. Boyce, can’t you take care of this first’ Theresa didn’t want anything bad to happen as Boyce took the old Armand Bernie route.

‘In a love triangle like this, the one who will end up hurt the most will always be the most innocent.’

Theresa didn’t want Jasmine to be the next person to go through what she had gone through.

Boyce pulled off to the side of the road and stopped the car.

The car following them also stopped a short distance behind them. Boyce turned his head toward Theresa, “Wait for me in the car.”

Theresa nodded, not wanting to get out and cause a scene.

Boyce got out of the car and walked to the car in the back.

Everything was going fine, but then Boyce suddenly stopped his car. Before Wendy could react, she saw Boyce get out of the car and walk toward her.

Her heart began to pound in her chest.

Did he realize I was following him?

She squeezed the steering wheel hard, her heart pounding. In the blink of an eye, Boyce had already reached her car.

Knock knock!

Boyce banged on the car window. Wendy hastily calmed down and rolled down the windows.

She put on a smile, “Is something the matter?”

“Were you following me?” asked Boyce frankly.

“The fact that I was traveling the same route as you, does that mean I was following you?”. Wendy responded calmly.

Although she appeared calm on the surface, inside she was very nervous.

When she saw the caller ID on Boyce’s phone, she was curious. What kind of woman was capable of making Boyce, who was normally indifferent towards women, save her contact in his phone as ‘Cutie’.

Was Boyce’s integrity a pretense? Could it be that Boyce was actually a hungry animal inside?

“Lindura?”

‘Haha’

It just so happened that she would follow Boyce. As she was leaving the hospital, she saw Boyce’s car and there was a lady in the car with him. At first, she thought it was Boyce’s girlfriend, but after Boyce got out of the car and drove off, the lady didn’t follow him.

Then he began to suspect that the lady in the car was the girl on Boyce’s contact list.

“Does your family stay here? As far as I know, you don’t have any friends or family living here in the Northern District, do you?”

Wendy pursed her lips. It was obvious that any excuse she made would fall on deaf ears, so she dropped the act and opened the car door, “Who’s that woman in your car?”

Boyce’s expression hardened, “Do you care who’s in my car?”

“I’m just very curious as to who and what kind of woman she is, she has simply piqued my interest, isn’t that allowed?” Wendy raised her head, the calm demeanor that was once present now gone.

Her personality was exactly the same as Mrs. Miller’s.

Boyce replied sternly, “We broke up because I didn’t love you anymore, this has nothing to do with the others!”.

Wendy bit her lip, “Boyce Shawn, you big liar! You said you don’t love me anymore, But didn’t you promise that we’ll keep in touch, What does this mean?”

“That’s right, I don’t love you anymore. It was a real mistake to make that promise.” Boyce warned, “I have no relationship with that lady in my car, she’s Armand Bernie’s girlfriend, make no mistake!”.

Wendy began to shake with anger, “Do you take me for a fool, Armand’s girlfriend is in your car, do you seriously think I’m going to believe that?”.

That day, when Boyce introduced her to Armand’s friends, Matthew Nelson was there along with Dolores Flores. Armand was also alone, and he didn’t mention at all that he had a girlfriend.

Is he willing to lie and say that she is Armand’s girlfriend just to protect that woman?

“Whether you choose to believe it or not, that’s the truth. If you ever dare to bother her or touch a single hair on her head, I’ll make your life miserable!” Saying that, Boyce stormed back to his car.

‘This woman is as difficult as her mother.’

If they kept talking, it would all end up in an endless and pointless argument.

Boyce couldn’t understand how Wendy’s personality could be so different from Officer Miller’s.

However, she had taken on her mother’s less than ideal traits.

Boyce opened his car door and Theresa watched his face silently, “Have you two spoken clearly?” Boyce remained silent.

“Boyce, you have to make a decision and choose one between the two. And make sure your decision is firm.”

Some men are astute in life, however, when it comes to women and relationships, they tend to get lost and confused.

Theresa was also afraid that Boyce would also get lost and confused.

Boyce started his car and said, “Do I look like that kind of person?”

Theresa smiled, “I don’t think so, you’re a very picky person.”

On the side of the road, Wendy glanced at the car speeding away. She stamped her feet in frustration. Having lost something so precious, who wouldn’t be upset? Now she had someone else to fiercely protect.

Suddenly, a beautiful ringtone was heard. It was Wendy’s phone ringing.

She leaned over to her car and pulled out her phone lodged in her purse. After pulling out the phone, she answered the call.

It was the daughter of the director of HQ University calling.

“Hello?”

“Wendy, did you know?”

Wendy was confused and answered, “Know what?”

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