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.”

need me, you’re welcomed to look

too overly.” Phoebe slanted a

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

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

the person who had called him to send

make an option for a moment. On the one hand, he was worried that something had happened to Phoebe in the bar, and on the other hand, he was worried about

was in a

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

he would give

a bad mood since last night, mostly because

keep the marriage going and

Theresa. Theresa gave him a feeling of

bar. He pushed the car door

it might be because of the time. He soon spotted Phoebe, who was lying on the bar counter. Armand quickly walked over to

was still holding a glass of wine in her hand,

young lady?” The bartender waved his mixing pot while looking

glanced at him, “Are you the one

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 here. I thought it should be someone

called Phoebe once but she did not show any response.

is so drunk, how can I

and asked,

glanced at Phoebe and smiled, “Two

and 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

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

dollars and put it on the table. After keeping his wallet, Armand picked Phoebe up and put her in his

got into the car and drove Phoebe to

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

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

overwhelmed by the smell of alcohol and he frowned, “How much did you drink