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.

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 are easily satisfied, a ray

person wanted too much, they would not know what they wanted and they would

in her heart. She blamed Armand for not doing what he said he would do and regretted why she agreed to

long as

a passer-by in her life, who added a ray of joy and sorrow to her memory

if she wanted to be. She was feeling the slightest bit

Buzz-

The store was scheduled to open on the eighth day of the month, and it was not yet time. It must have something to do with Armand as Dolores was calling her at

thought for a moment before picking it up,

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, and instead of speaking directly

pursed her lips, "Did Armand ask you to

and asked me to contact you, otherwise he wouldn't leave. But don't worry, that's not

bowed her head,

fine as she let

that letting go was not

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

him, but letting go of the matter and no longer holding

he's really sad. I'm not trying to persuade you. I'm just

also laughed, "He

still had

tell

After hanging up, Dolores went downstairs and tried to tell Armand that now Theresa would take his call, but found that he was

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

on his back in the bed. Dolores looked at him, "Armand is asleep. Do you want

on one hand, and crooked his finger at her,

was heated, so he wouldn’t

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

as his eyes twinkled, "I'm not a monster that

her lips, "I don't think you're

Matthew was speechless.

him was

have something

Dolores didn't believe him