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.

call

lifted the fresh milk that Dolores poured for him and glanced indifferently at him, by then he felt that Armand

there, it would be strange if

him either, he just asked, “Were

was stunned, he did drink a lot but his mind was still clear, indeed, he deliberately let the waiter

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

that be a fake?” Armand wouldn't admit

his problem, he stretched his hand out, took the egg on the plate, peeled it, and handed

immediately nodded,

interested in that, seeing that her drawing was the same as the real one, she would feel

you to someone who specializes

didn't dare to believe

asked if she would go or not, she was simply overwhelmed by his unexpected offer, Matthew was a very busy man, how could

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

she slid down the chair in excitement, ran

satisfy, from that onwards he would take

happiest person that morning was Amanda, because Matthew was going

breakfast, Armand drove Matthew's car out of the

us.” Matthew leaned by the door and looked

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

would have the time to have a

with him, but he wouldn't force her

a thought, “I want

“Anything else?”

you have time, play

Matthew said yes.

the car with the children, and Dolores sent him out... Seeing their car leaving, only then