Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap
Chapter 330 Theresa Is Vomiting
"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.
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.
too much, they would not know what they wanted and
now, she was complaining and regretting in her heart. She blamed Armand for not doing what he said he would do and regretted why she agreed to marry him and made such a
as she
and sorrow to her memory and would not
wanted to be. She was feeling the slightest bit of warmth under the
Buzz-
looked down and saw the caller ID on it, and didn't answer it right away. The store was scheduled to open on the eighth day of the month, and it was
a moment before
treetops and eaves. She mulled it over in her mind before speaking, and instead of speaking directly
lips, "Did Armand ask you
he wouldn't leave. But don't worry, that's not why I'm calling you. There is room for him here. I wanted to ask
bowed her head, "I'm
was fine as she let
out that letting go was not hiding, but
tell him to just contact me." She had
do so... She was not forgiving him, but letting go of the matter and
that he's really sad. I'm not trying to persuade you. I'm just stating the facts as I
"He makes
still had some
I'll tell him,"
great time. After hanging up, Dolores went downstairs and tried
Dolores sighed
lying on his back in the bed.
turned on his side, propped his face on one hand, and crooked his finger at her, "Come
so he wouldn’t freeze even
a step back and looked at him warily, "What are
his eyes twinkled, "I'm not a monster that eats people. Why
"I
Matthew was speechless.
him was not
I have
didn't believe him and backed up even
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