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.”

“Don’t 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

act too overly.” Phoebe slanted a glance at

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 called

of people from all works of life. It was very dangerous for a woman who was drunk to stay alone at the bar. So, he came out in a hurry, but Theresa looked

him to send Phoebe back, but the

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

in

drove to the bar. Phoebe would

came back, he would give

he knew that Theresa was in a bad mood

had married, he wanted to keep the marriage going and he wanted to live with

Theresa. Theresa gave him a feeling

to the entrance of the bar. He pushed the car door

bar, it might be because of the time. He soon spotted Phoebe, who was lying

glass of wine in her hand, and she

young lady?” The bartender waved

glanced at him, “Are you the one who made the

this young lady was drunk, so I took the mobile phone that she had left on the bar counter. It showed the number

once but she did not show any response. Armand then

is so drunk, how can I ask her for money, I

and

glanced at Phoebe

if deducting the money for the phone call, he had earned much

was afraid that he would expose her for pretending to be drunk in

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

and drove

car stopped at her place. 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 that he could not open the door as he did not have the key. He could only

arms, “What do you mean by key? I want to drink, I want to

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