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.

She skipped dinner and shut herself in the room. After a while,

and sat by the bed.

“Are you asleep?”

she didn't feel like talking. She already heard it earlier when Matthew pushed

up and drink this cup

up and looked at

was feeling, it was all a

me like that? Am I

handsome. His skin was fair, and his facial features were distinguished. His deep eyes and his

showed his stern and cold face, it

was slightly soothed. She sat up, and Matthew passed the

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

he indecisive when it's related to

for a while, then

clear about what he wanted. It's just that he was affected by

he was hurt by Phoebe when she left. And when

as though she was thinking about something. Matthew reminded her, "Finish the

she took out her phone and set the alarm. She's wanted to wake up earlier

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

woken up by

off the bed, Matthew grabbed her waist from behind. His sound was hoarse as he just woke up, " Where are

up at 5 a.m. I need to go check up on her." Actually, she was afraid that Theresa might get

me for a little while more." Matthew held her and pulled her 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

looked at him,

get from it?" Matthew asked first before

and said, "I'm

I not being

Dolores was speechless.

his chin. It

and half-narrowed his eyes as if he was unsatisfied with the kiss. He flipped over, and pressed Dolores

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