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.

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

bed in her sweater. Matthew came in and sat by the bed. In fact, he didn't like it when she got worried because of other people's

“Are you asleep?”

was not asleep, but she didn't feel like talking. She already heard it earlier when Matthew pushed the door and

up and

got up and looked at

how she was feeling, it

you looking at me like that? Am I

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

he showed his stern and cold

slightly soothed. She sat

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

he indecisive when it's related

for a while, then said,

about what he wanted.

by Phoebe when she left. And when

her lips as though she was thinking about something.

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

because she felt at ease when

was woken up by the

off the bed, Matthew grabbed her waist from behind. His sound was hoarse as

need to go check up on her." Actually, she was afraid that Theresa might get agitated

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

turned around, looked at him,

get from it?" Matthew asked first before Dolores

and

not being

Dolores was speechless.

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

and half-narrowed his eyes as if he was unsatisfied with the kiss. He flipped over, and pressed Dolores against his chest. Dolores asked, "I need you to find me a good

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