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However, at that moment, Wendyâs hand, which had been raised in the air, was grabbed by someone. She thought it was her boyfriend, so she lowered her voice and scolded him, âWhy did youâ¦?â grabbing his hand.
When she hadnât finished uttering the remaining words, she saw that the person grabbing her hand wasnât her boyfriend. It was Boyce, his face paling in a moment, âWhy, why are you here?â
Boyce pulled away the hand that gripped Jasmine and then yanked it away. Wendy staggered and almost fell.
âFor Officer Millerâs sake, Iâve never exposed those disgraceful things youâve done, but youâre still unrepentant. Well, Iâll ask Officer Miller to come here today and weâll discuss it properly.â Boyce looked serious in his face; there was anger in his eyes that was barely detectable. Evidently, he was offended by Wendy.
Wendy leaned her hand on the wall for support; she said stubbornly, âDonât use my father to threaten me.â
âYou can see whether I mean it or not. Since youâre being cheeky, do I still have to cover for you?â Boyce pulled out his phone and found Officer Millerâs phone number.
Wendy immediately snatched the phone from him, seeing that Boyce was actually going to make a call, âYou are not allowed to make a call.â
Wendy had always known that Boyce was a loyal person who appreciated friendship, she also respected her father. She didnât tell her father about her affairs out of respect for her father. She thought Boyce was just threatening her, she hadnât expected him to really want to call.
She had forgotten that there were supposed to be some boundaries that could not be overstepped as long as they were human.
âDonât forget that it is my father who promoted you. If he hadnât promoted you, you wouldnât be what you are now, are you going to kick him off the ladder?â Wendy glared at Boyce, âYou are just like the others, you pretend to be a gentleman, but in reality you are also a womanizer. Youâve found someone so young, isnât it just because you like her bodyâ¦?â
Wham!
When he had not finished speaking, he received a slap in the face. Her eyes turned red and she couldnât believe it, âYou, you slapped me?â.
Boyce looked at her like a dagger, âIâm just teaching you a lesson on behalf of your father. If Officer Miller were here today, he might regret having this daughter!â.
Wendyâs chest was heaving up and down in anger, âYou are ungrateful!â
She rushed forward and wanted to punch Boyce as she spoke. She had lost her mind at this point, not to mention maintaining her image, she totally looked like a harpy.
Boyce could get whatever he wanted now, Wendy envied that everything that should belong to her in principle, Jasmine had already taken. She even got a slap from Boyce and had lectured him in front of the others, she felt angry and couldnât reconcile with them.
Boyce didnât move, he just watched her rush towards him with that awful look on her face. Perhaps Wendy was too agitated, tripped over something and fell.
She was in an awkward situation.
Her boyfriend thought she was a well-bred young lady, since she was Officer Millerâs daughter, she looked good, and they were also about the same age. Although they had both been divorced before, they had no children, so they were pretty evenly matched.
Her boyfriend thought she was being aggressive just now because her ex-boyfriend had been taken away by another. Therefore, she held a grudge against him and it was normal for her to speak unfriendly.
But looking at her now, does she seem like a polite lady to you? She canât even be sympathetic to others, which is the basics.
âWendy, we will end the date today, I donât think we are compatible.â He turned around and left after saying this.
He thought Wendy was making a fool of herself.
When Wendy realized what he had said, she got up and chased after him, âWe said we are getting married, why arenât we compatible?â.
Her boyfriend was so eager to avoid her that he got in the car and started it, then sped off.
Wendy knocked on his door, âStop the car!â. She didnât hesitate and drove straight away.
Jasmine took Boyce by the hand, âLetâs go somewhere else.â
Boyce nodded and said, âCome on, Iâll call them after I get in the car.â
Boyce watched Jasmine to get into the car, he was worried that Wendy would come and bother her again.
After getting into the car, he put it in gear and drove off. Then, she called Matthew and Armand to tell them not to come anymore.
It was too late to book another quiet place at this time. Therefore, Dolores had asked them to go to the bungalow because it was quiet and well equipped, they could let the restaurant send the meals there.
The place was spacious and quiet.
Boyce agreed.
So he drove to the bungalow.
âWhy did you meet her?â asked Boyce.
Jasmine replied, âI went there once I got your message, I was waiting for her outside because I knew she wasnât there yet. Maybe she was there for dinner, so we had accidentally run into each other, and she had pounced on me when she saw me.â
She, too, felt helpless.
Boyce looked toward her and asked worriedly, âAre you all right?â
Jasmine shook her head, âYou had arrived in time.â
At that moment, Boyce saw that she had red marks on her wrists. Wendy had treated her badly, had purposely scratched her wrists with her fingernails when she grabbed her. There was a row of nail marks on the inside of her wrists, some sides were bleeding.
Boyce moved his hand closer, but Jasmine pulled her hand away and said smiling, âItâs okay.â
It wasnât a serious wound, she didnât want Boyce to worry about this trivial matter. He was already busy with his work, she didnât want to bother him anymore.
Boyce pursed his lips, his face looked serious, âCall me if you face this kind of thing again in the future.â
Jasmine smiled and said, âOkay.â
Although she was young, she was really sensible. The more sensible she was, the more Boyce felt sorry for her.
After all, the reason Wendy was fighting with Jasmine was because of him.
âIâm sorry, Jasmine.â
Jasmine leaned on his shoulder, âWe already have a baby, but you keep apologizing to me, will the baby laugh at you when itâs born next?â
Boyce looked down at her belly, his eyes sparkled and there was a joy in him that was hard to detect.
He was going to be a father.
Soon, the car pulled up in front of the bungalow entrance. Armand and Theresa were in the driveway, they had also just arrived. They were also in B-town, they had returned to look for Armandâs grandmother.
Armand had also wanted to invite them to a meeting initially, he wanted to tell everyone since he had decided to leave, then he had received a call from Boyce.
âTheyâre here.â Greeted Theresa as she saw Jasmine and Boyce getting out of the car.
Jasmine and Boyce walked side to side towards them, âHmm, you guys just got here too?â.
Theresa nodded, âYes, letâs go in together.â
âOkay.â Jasmine stepped in front and walked next to Theresa.
Armand and Boyce walked behind them.
âIsnât it that you had told us to go to the restaurant? Why are we coming to the bungalow again?â asked Armand.
Boyce said, âThereâs an accident, this place is more comfortable than the restaurant.â
âDid something good happen to you?â Armand put his arm on Boyceâs shoulder, âYou look great.â
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