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.

smiled, “Next time I'll call Boyce and won't disturb

him and glanced

it would be strange if he didn't use all possible

expose him either, he just asked, “Were

was still

coincidence... After all, there were so many numbers

be a fake?” Armand

to think about his problem, he stretched his hand out, took the egg on the plate, peeled

nodded,

that, seeing that her drawing was the same as the real

I'll take you to someone who specializes in drawing,

dare to believe

not, she was simply overwhelmed by his unexpected offer, Matthew was a

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

was going to accompany

chair in excitement, ran

Amanda's head, she was really easy to satisfy, from that onwards

because Matthew was

Matthew's car

leaned by the door and looked at

helped the kids put on clothes and sunscreen, she then looked up at him, “Just go, I'm a bit tired, I don't want to

children went out, she would have the time to have

to feel tired, even if Matthew really wanted her to come with him, but he wouldn't force her since she said she was tired, he didn't

thought, “I want

“Anything else?”

she shook her head and explained, “Since you

Matthew said yes.

else, he just drove the car with the children, and Dolores