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 for me. As long as the price is reasonable, it’s

slanted a glance

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

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

had called him to send Phoebe back, but the phone

option for a moment. On the one hand, he was worried that something

in a

bar. Phoebe

when he came back, he would give Theresa a confession

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

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

with Theresa. Theresa gave him a

entrance of the bar. He pushed the car

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

holding a glass of wine

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

at him, “Are you the one who made the

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 here. I thought it should be someone she knew, so

she did not show any response. Armand then asked,

is so drunk, how can I ask her for money, I can’t search

out his wallet and asked, “How

at Phoebe

paid for the drinks. Even if deducting the money for the phone call, he had earned much more than he supposed to.

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

the table. After keeping his wallet, Armand

got into the car and

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

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

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