Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

"I know I’m wrong, Dolores. Just help me." Armand tugged on Dolores' sleeve and pouted, "For the sake of me being so pathetic, just help me contact Theresa, okay?"

Matthew's brow furrowed deeply. Then he squeezed his shirt and yanked him away, "Just talk. Don't touch her."

Armand didn't know what to say.

"Dolores, if you don't help me, I really can't live." Armand glared at Matthew and nestled into the couch, "If I don't see Theresa, I won't leave."

Armand acted shamelessly.

Anyway, it was nice here, and there was food and drink. It was a big place, and there was no shortage of rooms for him to sleep in.

"Suit yourself." Matthew dragged Dolores upstairs.

Dolores looked at him uncertainly and asked, "Are you really going to leave him alone?"

Matthew did not speak and pulled her upstairs in silence. It was not that he did not want to care about Armand, but how could he care about matters relating to love?

It was up to Armand to talk to Theresa. He did not want Dolores to get involved in their relationship.

If they were reconciled, it was okay. If they broke up, then who was to blame?

Dolores?

In fact, Dolores could see that Armand was very sad.

But she had to make him suffer a little, so that he would know to cherish Theresa in the future.

"I'll give Theresa a call." Dolores looked to Matthew who was closing the door and explained, "I'm not meddling in their relationship, but I want to know what's going on with Theresa now."

She was sure that Theresa also did not feel well when they broke up.

Since she was able to agree to get married back then, she must have had feelings for Armand as well.

She took out her cell phone and dialed Theresa's number.

Theresa had moved out of the place where she lived with Allison, and no one knew about this new place she was living in. It was not a big house, but it was just big enough for her to live alone.

water dripping came from outside. She sat in front of the window reading a book called What Happiness Is. There was a sentence in it that she had read countless times. “What is happiness? Happiness is a ray of sunshine in the winter that warms you up. Happiness is a cup of iced tea in the middle of summer that makes you comfortable. When you

true!” She thought. If a person wanted too much, they would not know what they wanted and they would lose

for not doing what he said he would do and regretted

as she

passer-by in her life, who added a ray of joy and sorrow to her memory and would not stand

be. She was feeling

Buzz-

to open on the eighth day of the month, and it was not yet time. It must have something to

for a moment before picking

walked to the window. The snow was already melting, and snow water was dripping down from the treetops and eaves. She mulled it over in her mind before speaking,

pursed her lips, "Did Armand ask you to

wouldn't leave. But don't worry, that's not why I'm calling you. There is room

her head, "I'm

was fine as

go

he's being unreasonable again, tell him to just contact me." She had blacklisted Armand from her

do so... She was not forgiving him, but letting go of the matter and no longer holding on to it. Even if she face Armand again, she could still be

he's really sad. I'm not trying

"He makes

he still had some feelings for

I'll tell

Dolores went downstairs and tried to tell Armand that now Theresa would

sighed and didn't call him, thinking she'd wait until he

room and found Matthew lying on his back in the bed. Dolores looked at

face on one hand, and crooked his finger at

he wouldn’t freeze even if he didn’t

a step back and looked at him warily, "What are

"I'm not a monster

lips, "I

Matthew was speechless.

about him was not

I have something for

didn't believe him