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.

giving yourself two chances?" Armand listened to what she

nothing." She broke

to be alone. I'm going to sleep in

let Mrs. Bernie see you sleeping in the 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 are not in

look at Armand. And she could think of Phoebe when she saw

of sharing a bed with you?

I don't want her to worry about me." Armand's tone sounded humble when

that he was afraid Elizabeth would be sad. Wouldn't he tell her not to leave him

She smiled bitterly, "Okay."

she had to endure the pain

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

and went

out his phone, and checked his phone records. She hadn't called him, which

she like this because

take it to

he saw Theresa like this, Armand felt very nervous. Then he

wanted to ask Dolores if Theresa was like this in the

today. Because she had been out for so long, she always checked on the store when she

taken a few orders during Dolores' absence. Some people came to the store because of

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

expenses of the store

rich, she did not

strength of the designers in her shop. She calmed down

rang. Then she saw that Armand's name was displayed on

help but wonder why

up

and

"Armand," Dolores answered.

he calling you?" Matthew glanced

her head,

that as she answered the phone,

"Dolores, it's me."

Dolores merely said, "Hum."

mood when she was working in the store today?"

she had lunch, she saw that Theresa

meant that Theresa obviously

"No. I noticed that she was not in a good mood, so I wondered if she had come across something unhappy in

"No," Dolores said.

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