Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

“Armand!” Theresa shouted at him. However, the car had already whizzed away, leaving behind nothing but an unpleasant puff of exhaust fumes.

She took out her mobile phone to call him.

Armand was driving. His phone was connected to the Bluetooth in the car. Whenever there was an incoming call, the display in the car would automatically connect. He glanced at the caller ID. It was Theresa.

He pressed the answer button, “Hey, wait for me at the office for a while, I’ll be back soon.”

“Where are you going?” Theresa clutched her phone tightly, “Can you come back now?”

“I need to settle something...”

“What do you have to settle? Is it work-related stuff or personal stuff?” Theresa asked anxiously.

Inwardly, she was afraid, afraid that Armand was going to meet Phoebe.

Armand pursed his lips and lied, “Work-related.”

“Okay, I’ll wait for you at the office, I won’t leave until you come back.” Theresa hung up the phone after saying that.

Armand parked his car by the side of the road and dialled the number that had just called him.

Phoebe was sitting sat inside the bar, looking at the phone that kept ringing. She narrowed her eyes slightly as she poured herself another sip of wine.

The bartender handed over another glass of wine, “Are you going to answer it?”

Phoebe smiled, “If I answer it, I can’t catch the fish.”

“Fishing?” He soon understood, “It was from the man that you asked me to call just now, saying that you were drunk?”

Phoebe glanced at him and put three hundred dollars on the table, “When he comes, you don’t reveal the truth.”

and put it in his pocket, he smiled, “Don’t worry, next time if you need me, you’re welcomed to look for me. As long as

act too overly.” Phoebe slanted a

to drunk at the bar. A person found his contact information from her mobile phone

who was drunk to stay alone at the bar.

the person who had called him to send Phoebe back, but the phone

he was worried that something had happened to Phoebe in the bar, and on

was in

he started his car and drove to the bar. Phoebe would be dangerous in the bar

came back, he would give Theresa

he knew that Theresa was in a bad mood since last night,

he wanted to keep the marriage going

together with Theresa. Theresa gave him a

drove his car to the entrance of the bar. He pushed the car door and

light was dim. There were only a few people in the bar, it might be because of the time. He soon spotted Phoebe, who was lying on the bar counter. Armand quickly

a glass of wine in her hand, and she

The bartender waved his mixing

him, “Are you the one

saw that this young lady was drunk, so I took the mobile phone that she had left on the bar counter. It showed the number that I had dialled. She had been looking at that number since she was drinking

you,” Armand called Phoebe once but she did not show any response.

shook his head, “She is so drunk, how can I ask her

out his wallet and asked,

glanced at Phoebe and

this avaricious guy in her heart. She had paid for the drinks. Even if deducting the money for the phone call, he had earned much more than he supposed to. It was daring that he asked for money from

offend him. She was afraid that he would expose her for pretending to

hundred dollars and put it on the table. After keeping his wallet, Armand

into the car and drove Phoebe to

went to the door of the room she was staying in. At that moment, he realized that he could not open the door as he did not have the key. He could only call Phoebe, “Phoebe,

“What do you mean by

smell of alcohol and he frowned, “How much did