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.

sound of 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

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

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

when she thought about it, as long as she let go,

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

happy now, too, if she wanted to be. She was feeling

Buzz-

cell phone she had placed at her feet rang. She 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 not yet time. It must have

a moment before

eaves. She mulled it over in her mind before speaking, and instead of speaking directly about her and Armand, she said, "Are

"Did Armand

from her, "He was drunk and came to my house and asked me to contact you, otherwise he wouldn't leave. But don't worry, that's not why I'm

her head, "I'm

as she

out that letting go was not hiding, but

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

to do so... She was not forgiving him, but letting go of the matter and no longer holding on to

really sad. I'm not trying to persuade you. I'm just stating the facts

also laughed, "He makes me feel

had

tell him," Dolores

great time. After hanging up, Dolores went downstairs and tried to tell Armand

over him. Dolores sighed and didn't call him, thinking she'd wait

on his back in the bed. Dolores looked at him,

his face on one

Armand, the house was heated, so he wouldn’t freeze

took a step back and looked at him warily,

"I'm not a monster that

"I don't think you're

Matthew was speechless.

about him

here. I have something for

believe him and backed up even