Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

Chapter 296 I Got Nervous When I Saw You Crying

Armand paused and slowly withdrew his movements. He didn't know why he was afraid to confess to Theresa that he had seen Phoebe.

Almost instinctively, he lied, "I met with a client, so I forgot to pick you up."

Theresa waited for his confession, but all she got was a lie from him.

Her heart sank. She was panicking inside. And she didn't know what to do with their relationship.

She stood up and went to her wardrobe to find her clothes, but Armand hugged her from behind, "What's wrong with you? There seems to be something wrong with you."

Theresa wrenched free of his hug, "I'm going to sleep in the guest room."

Armand pulled her back, "What did you say?"

She had just married him and wanted to sleep in a separate bed from him. If Elizabeth found out about this, she would worry about their relationship again.

"I'm tired today." Theresa's voice sounded a little choked up.

She felt she was injured inside.

Armand's heart tightened, and then he reached up to take her face in his hands. Although she didn't want to cry, she couldn't hold back the tears. The oppression and grievance she felt at the moment Armand touched her reached its climax. Then she couldn't hold back the tears in her eyes.

When he saw her crying, Armand panicked. He reached out to wipe her tears, "What's wrong with you? Tell me if you were wronged in the store. Were you given a hard time by a customer?"

Theresa cried harder and harder.

"Don't cry. When I see you cry, I feel panic. If you suffer too much, then you can quit your job. And you can count on me." Armand wiped her tears.

Theresa lowered her eyes, "I don't want you to take care of me. I can take care of myself. I just think of something sad. And that's why I can't help it..."

Armand took her into his arms, "Don't think about it."

"Would you lie to me?" Theresa asked.

Armand stiffened, but he quickly regained his natural expression and said, "I wouldn't."

Theresa sniffled, "I will give myself two chances."

She was also giving Armand two chances. If he lied to her again, then she would divorce him.

She regarded getting a divorce as respect for their marriage.

listened to what she said and felt a

nothing." She broke

going to sleep

guest room like this, she'll be worried about us. And she'll think something is wrong with our relationship. How about this? Since you

at Armand. And she could think of

the floor instead of sharing a bed with you? Will you stop walking away from me?"

so I don't want her to worry about

to look at Armand. He kept saying that he was afraid Elizabeth would

She smiled bitterly, "Okay."

him another chance, she

she who was too softhearted. She had agreed to marry him at first,

clothes and went

flash of insight, pulled out his phone, and checked his phone records. She hadn't called him, which meant she couldn't

obviously looked not in good mood. Was she like this because he had seen Phoebe during the

take it

Armand felt very nervous. Then he took out his cell phone and

Theresa was

for so long, she always

because of Dolores'

the store for a day. On one hand, she was trying to calm her down about Jessica's issues. And on the other hand, she was trying to think of a way

the daily expenses of the

was rich, she did not want to rely

attract customers. Besides, she also wanted people to see the strength of the designers in her shop. She calmed down

was getting out of the car, her phone rang. Then she saw that Armand's name

couldn't help but wonder why

looked up at

the car door and walked towards her,

"Armand," Dolores answered.

he calling you?" Matthew

shook her head, "I don't

as she answered the phone,

"Dolores, it's me."

Dolores merely said, "Hum."

mood when she was working in

office. And when she had lunch, she saw that Theresa seemed to be in a good

about Theresa, it meant that Theresa obviously

a good mood, so I wondered if she had come across something

"No," Dolores said.

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