Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

However, Theresa didn't look at him, she just supported her chin with one hand indifferently, “I'm not familiar with him.”

That one sentence made a clear line between their worlds.

Armand felt sad at heart but he could still hold it on the surface as he smiled, “Are we familiar strangers?”

Theresa also smiled as she asked him back, “Have we ever been familiar? Why can't I remember?”

In comparison to Theresa's indifference, Armand couldn't be as indifferent as her, his lips were tightly pursed as he pulled the chair and sat down, “If hurting me can make you happy, just hurt me.”

“You're not worth it for me to hurt, you're nothing to me, I won't use any bit of feelings on you, so there's not even hatred, I just find people like you annoying.”

When saying that, the hand that Theresa put below the table was tightly clenching, her nails nearly sunk into her palm, only pain could make her keep calm.

Actually, she really wanted to slap him several times.

When Dolores took the milk and went out, she coincidentally saw her little movement... Even if she stayed calm, her body's little movements were clearly saying that she wasn't as calm as she looked on the outside.

If she really had no feelings towards Armand, how could she act like that?

What was actually hidden in her heart? If she could really let it go, why should she hurt others and herself?

She took a deep breath, acting like she didn't see anything, and then she asked when she poured milk into Armand's glass, “Is Mrs. Bernie okay?”

She found a topic on purpose, trying to relieve the atmosphere.

“She needs to be taken care of.” she couldn't take care of herself anymore, the only change was she could talk, she couldn't even talk before.

Dolores nodded, “Take good care of her.”

Armand nodded, “I will, she's my only relative, I'll definitely take good care of her.”

Matthew walked in, pulled the main chair and sat down, he then glanced at Armand but he didn't say anything.

“Next time I'll call Boyce and won't

fresh milk that Dolores poured for him and glanced indifferently at him,

be strange if he didn't

expose him either, he just

was still clear, indeed, he deliberately

a coincidence... After all, there were so many numbers in his cellphone, how could

that be a fake?” Armand wouldn't

at heart.”, he had no time to think about his problem, he stretched his hand out, took the egg on the plate, peeled it, and handed it to

nodded, “I

seeing that her drawing was the same

someone who

dare to

would go or not, she was simply overwhelmed by his unexpected offer,

Matthew already called Abbott saying that he wasn't going to the company that day, he also told him not to contact

accompany his children

down the chair in excitement, ran over and hugged his leg, “You're so

from that onwards he would take more time to accompany

person that morning was Amanda, because Matthew was going to

Armand drove Matthew's car out of the

by the door and looked at

the kids put on clothes and sunscreen, she then looked up at him, “Just go, I'm a bit

out, she would have the time to have a good talk

but he wouldn't force her since she said she was tired, he didn't want to tire her out, “Do you want to buy

it a thought, “I want to eat

“Anything else?”

and explained, “Since you have time,

Matthew said yes.

drove the car with the children, and Dolores sent