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.”

worry, next time if you need me, you’re welcomed to look for me. As long as the price is reasonable, it’s okay for me to stay one night

Phoebe slanted a

a phone call saying that Phoebe was unconscious due to drunk at the bar. A person found his contact information from her mobile phone so the person

drunk to stay alone at the bar. So, he came out in a

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

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

in a

a few moments of thinking, he started his car and drove to the bar. Phoebe would be dangerous in the bar whereas Theresa

back, he would

he knew that Theresa was in a bad mood since last

that he had married, he wanted to keep the marriage going and he wanted

warm when staying together with Theresa. Theresa gave

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

be because of the time. He soon spotted Phoebe, who

wine

you here to pick up this young lady?” The bartender waved his mixing pot while looking

you the one who made the

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

once but she did not show any response. Armand

is so drunk, how can I ask her for

and asked, “How much is

glanced at Phoebe and smiled,

she cursed 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

‘drunk’ and could not offend him. She was afraid that he would expose her for pretending to be drunk

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

got into the car and drove Phoebe

He got out of his car and picked Phoebe up. Then, he went to the door of the room she was staying in. At that moment, he realized

mean by key? I want to drink, I want to

and he