Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

Chapter 295 Tangling

Theresa was shocked, who was this woman?

She had a guess in her heart, but she didn’t want to admit that Armand would go behind her back to

see his ex-girlfriend.

But if he didn’t go to see her, then who was this person that answered the phone?

Theresa held onto the phone tightly without speaking.

“I’m Phoebe, we met at the entrance of the home shopping mall this morning.” Phoebe looked in the

mirror, and the woman that reflected in the mirror still looked beautiful. To say that there was any

change, then it was also only just an extra line at the corner of her eye, but it didn’t hinder her good

looks.

“He came to find me, and we’ve been staying together. I said I was hungry, and he personally cooked

for me. Although he married you as his wife, but I think he still has me in his heart.” Phoebe deliberately

spoke softly, in case Armand who was outside heard it.

Theresa immediately put the phone down and hung up. She looked at the phone in her hand, and as if

it was a hot potato, she wanted to throw it away several times. Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.

Armand was with Phoebe!

She held onto her chest suddenly. She felt her heart ached.

Theresa didn’t know if it was because Armand had cheated her or because she already had feelings for

him.

Allison closed the store and walked out to see Theresa still standing at the entrance, then asked,

“Haven’t you been left for a while? Why are you still here?”

Theresa turned her head away and avoided Allison’s gaze, “Uh, I’m waiting for someone.”

“Oh okay, go back early then, it’s so cold. By the way, you have to invite me to dinner someday, you got

married but I didn’t even get to attend your wedding dinner.” Allison didn’t notice Theresa’s discomfort

and patted her shoulder, “I’m leaving.”

“Okay.”

Theresa responded.

After taking two steps, Allison suddenly stopped and turned her head to look at Theresa, “Do you want

me to give you a lift?”

Theresa shook her head hurriedly, “No, you go first. He’ll be here soon.”

“Alright then. You bad girl, your love is always more important than our friendship.” Allison laughed and

teased her, then turned around and got into her car.

After Allison had left, Theresa walked to the curb and hailed a taxi. Sitting in the car, her mind was still

in chaos.

She didn’t know what to do.

She was scared on one hand.

Scared that Armand and Phoebe rekindled old flame.

Theresa covered her mouth and nose. Looking out the car window, bustling lights flashed in front of her

eyes, but she didn’t have the mood to appreciate them, tears fell silently from her eyes.

“Miss, we’ve arrived.” When Theresa was still immersed in her own world, the driver had already

parked the car at the entrance of her residence gate.

Theresa wiped her face clean and took out her wallet to pay.

She stood in the wind, letting it blow dry the dampness on her face then patted her face to make herself

look normal.

Even if she cried, she didn’t want it to be in front of Armand, much less let him saw it.

Theresa took out the key to open the door. Mrs. Leslie had slipped a key in her hand when Armand

brought Mrs. Leslie back here in the morning.

And said, “This is your home, you have to have the key to enter the house.”

She was very thoughtful.

Theresa opened the door to the house, and Mrs. Leslie was sitting on the sofa. Seeing that she had

returned, Mrs. Leslie quickly stood up from the sofa and came over, “You finished work?”

Theresa skirted Mrs. Leslie’s gaze by hanging her clothes and gave out a faint yep.

“Armand didn’t go pick you up and come back together?” Mrs. Leslie asked again.

Theresa’s hand which was hanging her clothes froze for a moment, then said, “He’s busy with

something. He may be a little late.”

“What’s there to be busy about? It’s not like he needs to go to court, he has so many subordinates.”

Mrs. Leslie’s facial expression changed instantly, “I’m going to teach him a good lesson when he

comes back. He’s a man with a wife and still has no sense of time.”

Theresa reluctantly smiled.

“Come on, we’ll eat first. We’ll let him have nothing to eat when he comes back.” Mrs. Leslie pulled

Theresa towards the dining room.

Mrs. Leslie touched Theresa’s hand, “You’re too thin. I’m going to help you gain more nutrition.”

Theresa didn’t know how to respond to Mrs. Leslie’s enthusiasm, and could only lower her head

silently.

On the other hand, Phoebe came out from the bathroom and Armand was still in the kitchen. She put

the phone with the call records deleted back into his shirt pocket.

Armand cooked Phoebe some noodles with soup, brought it to the living room and placed it on the

table, “Eat it while it’s hot.”

Phoebe looked up at him, “You’re not eating with me?”

Armand picked up his jacket and put it on, “No, you can eat by yourself. Take care of yourself.”

After finished saying that, Armand turned around and walked to the door. When he opened the door, he

stopped, “This is the last time we meet.”

“What if I miss you?” Phoebe looked at his back.

Armand’s body tensed up and he coldly lowered his voice, “I remember you’re always rational.”

“If, you weren’t married, would you get back together with me?” Phoebe asked.

Armand was stumped by that question.

If Theresa hadn’t appeared in his world, he thought maybe he would.

But now he already had Theresa, and he couldn’t hurt her.

He was the one who insisted on marrying her, and no matter what his reasons or thoughts were at that

time, since he married her, he should be good to her and be responsible to her.

Also he was very sober, no matter how deeply he and Phoebe was in love before, after ten years of

time, that feeling had long faded.

About the reason why she left back then, if she wasn’t willing to say, then he wouldn’t ask of it.

Let the past become history.

For both to stay good.

“There’s no if in this world.” After saying that, Armand walked out the door.

“Eat more strawberries, Theresa. They are sweet and nutritious this time of the year.” Mrs. Leslie put

the washed strawberries into Theresa’s fruit plate.

Theresa sighed helplessly, “You kept on putting food on my plate during dinner, and I’m very full now.”

Mrs. Leslie did it out of concern, so it wouldn’t be good if she didn’t eat them, it’ll refute Mrs. Leslie’s

kindness. But when she ate them, Mrs. Leslie had given her too much.

That’s why she ate until she’s too full.

“Look how flat your belly is, where’s your belly?” Mrs. Leslie glanced at Theresa’s belly.

She was thinking to herself that when will Theresa get pregnant with a grandchild in there?

Armand heard what Mrs. Leslie said when he was coming in, and said while taking off his jacket, “My

wife has a thin waist. You have to compensate me if you feed her until she’s too fat.”

Theresa glanced at him and pretended that nothing had happened.

As long as he was willing to take the initiative to explain, she was willing to give him a chance.

After all, marriage wasn’t easy.

Armand hung up his clothes and walked over. He grabbed a strawberry from the fruit plate and threw it

in his mouth. The strawberries during this season were very sweet, “Have you guys had dinner?”

“What time is it? How would we not have had dinner yet?” Mrs. Leslie wasn’t being nice, “That busy

huh?”

Without waiting for Armand to speak, Mrs. Leslie added, “From now on you’re not going to get any food

if you come back home this late!”

Armand thought Mrs. Leslie did it on purpose, and looked at Theresa, “You guys really ate?”

“You haven’t eaten yet?” Theresa looked him in the eyes and said with a smile, “You came back so

late, so I thought that you were together with someone else and should’ve already eaten.”

There was a hidden meaning in her words.

Armand obviously had sensed the insinuation in her words and asked with a smile, “What’s going on

with you?”

Theresa stood up, “What can I have going on? What do you want to eat, I’ll make it for you.”

“Is there any leftover? I’ll just eat whatever is left, no need for you to make it.” Armand leaned over, and

at that moment he felt his heart was warm, and it had a feeling of home.

He held Theresa’s hand and looked down, “Your hands are so tender, how can you cook? It’s going to

become all rough later.”

Theresa pulled her hand away, “Then are you going to cook for me from now on?”

She wanted to calm herself down, but she kept remembering about what Phoebe had said.

She couldn’t control her heart.

Mrs. Leslie thought they were ‘flirting’ and laughed beside. She then called out to the maid and had her

heat up the leftovers.

Armand’s heart thumped for a moment and was just going to speak, when Theresa was one step

earlier than him and said, “I’m tired. I’ll head to my room first.”

After finishing her sentence, she turned around and went into the room.

She didn’t sleep and had instead sat on the edge of the bed and waited for Armand.

After 30 minutes or so, Armand finished dinner and pushed open the door and came in. Seeing that

she was sitting on the bed and hadn’t showered, he then asked, “Why didn’t you go shower?”

As he spoke, he leaned down to give her a kiss on the lips.

Theresa brushed aside his kiss, “Why didn’t you come pick me up today?”