Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

Chapter 352 Was I Not Being Serious?

They couldn't get inside the Intensive Care Unit and could only look through the glass window. Theresa was still unconscious, and her face was wrapped tight, leaving only her eyes.

A piece of hospital equipment was beeping beside her.

Armand leaned on the glass mirror miserably. He remained silent, and Dolores could see his constant twitching shoulders.

"I was very surprised. We have just met each other not long ago. She said she wanted to leave for good, find a quiet place and give birth to her child... Who knew something like this would happen?" Dolores spoke softly.

Armand pressed his hands against the glass window, then clenched into fists. He sobbed, "It's all my fault..."

"What's the point now that you know it's your fault?" Dolores knew that she shouldn't stimulate him, but she thought it would be better if she made it clear for him.

"If you remain like this, even if Theresa forgives you, I will not allow it. You need to think about what your mistakes are." Dolores went out after she finished her sentence. She wouldn't feel good if she continued to stay here.

The face was a mark of a person. Even if Theresa could go for plastic surgery, it wouldn't be her original face anymore.

She used to be a person with a sunny disposition, happy and healthy. But since she got along with Armand, she was never happy anymore.

And now, she was even wounded to this extent.

Dolores felt sorry for Theresa.

Matthew came over and helped her remove the messy hair in front of her forehead, and hooked them behind her ears. "Come, Let's go back."

Dolores nodded. Now that Theresa was still unconscious, even if she stayed here, she wouldn't be able to do anything.

Before she left, Dolores went to Theresa's main doctor and asked, "When will she wake up?"

Dolores wanted to come before Theresa woke up. If she couldn't accept her situation, Dolores hoped that she could be there so that she could console her.

"She should wake up after twelve hours." The doctor said.

Dolores thought to herself, after twelve hours, it should about 5 a.m. tomorrow morning. She thanked the doctor and left his office.

home with Matthew. She skipped dinner and shut herself in the

bed in her sweater. Matthew came in and sat by the bed. In fact, he didn't like it when she

“Are you asleep?”

already heard it earlier when Matthew pushed the

Get up and drink this cup of hot milk."

up and

tell how she was feeling, it was all

you looking at me like

at him. Yes, he was handsome. His skin was fair, and his facial features were distinguished. His deep eyes

stern and cold face, it was

sat

a sip, and said, "Armand... has he been like

indecisive when it's related to

for a while, then said,

man who was clear about what he wanted. It's just that he was

by Phoebe when she left. And when

pursed her lips as though she was thinking about something. Matthew reminded her,

didn't finish the milk immediately, but instead, she took out her phone and set the alarm. She's wanted to wake up earlier tomorrow to go to

Matthew's arms. Probably because she felt at ease when he

woken up by

about to get off the bed, Matthew grabbed her waist from

that Theresa will probably wake up at 5 a.m. I need to go check

into the blanket. Dolores pushed him, "Don't make trouble. She's already disfigured, so I'm scared that she might not be able to think it through, and there's no one by her side too. Speaking of this, I need your favour for

at him, and held his

do I get from it?" Matthew asked

and said, "I'm

I not

Dolores was speechless.

a fresh stubble on his chin. It was a little prickly, but it wasn't painful.

he was unsatisfied with the kiss. He flipped over, and pressed Dolores against his

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