Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap by Hannah Baker

Armand Bernie took his hand back and said without any emotion, “We know each other.”

Phoebe Lewis grabbed his hand tightly, “No, you do care about me, and you used to love me a lot.”

“As you said, I used to.” Armand emphasized.

Phoebe released his hand and said, “If you don’t love me anymore, why are you still here?”

“You were injured.”

“It’s not an excuse!” Phoebe stared at him deeply, “Armand, do you remember the first time you kissed me?” She didn’t care about whether Armand wanted to listen to her or not, but she kept saying, “It was a sunny day, right before our graduation. You came to me and you bought the ticket for the movie called ‘My Ex’. The movie was about a couple, they broke up because of something bad happened. And you told me right in the cinema that you would never leave me alone.”

Armand didn’t answer her.

He remembered he said that.

Phoebe looked outside the window and kept saying, “It was dark in the cinema and we sat in the back seats. You kissed me. It was our first kiss.” She turned her head and asked Armand, “Do you remember that?”

Armand’s throat moved a bit, “Tell me, why you left me?”

Phoebe showed a relieved yet bitter smile, “You are married. It is meaningless to say that.”

She closed her eyes showing she was tired and hopeless, “You are free to go.”

Armand’s hands made fists, “I will send you back.”

“No need, I will go back by myself.”

“Phoebe…”

“Don’t call me like that, it makes me think you still love me.” She opened her eyes and stared at him. Her tears were streaming down from her cheek. “I thought you would wait for me to come back… It was my fault, I shouldn’t have believed in our relationship could be that firm and it actually turned out that I have overthought too much.”

“You should have given me a reason, I could have waited for you.” Armand looked at her.

Phoebe laughed and didn’t explain the reason why she left and then came back. She removed the blanket and put on her coat, pointing at the medicine on the table, “Is this mine?”

Armand nodded.

Phoebe took the medicine and walked to the door. After opening the door, she suddenly held her forehead and staggered a few steps.

Armand rushed over and held her, “What’s wrong?”

her hand and said, “It’s not

me?” Armand felt he had done enough of this. She

I shouldn’t have come up to you. I will

weak and

chased out. He grabbed her waist and said, “Do you think you can do

“Hiss!”

hurt so much and she took a

asked carefully, “I’m

Phoebe shook her head.

where are you

that

road.” Phoebe

recalled the place that

“Why… why that place?”

but I’m afraid to recall it.” Phoebe looked at him, “You must

at her. He tried to say it calmly, “I will

over the medicine and held

refuse him since she knew she

called a taxi and helped Phoebe get into the car, then he sat

on

a deep thinking, he even forgot to get off the car only after a reminding from the

paid the bill and helped Phoebe

they were walking in the familiar hallway, Armand felt his

so there was no elevator. The good point was the real estate center was good so the whole community was clean and the walls were newly

was pretty low as the community was old. So Phoebe could rent it only by

that time, Armand was poor as well. He had been depressed for quite a long time after Phoebe left him. Then he did his best to man up quickly and his business was getting better and better. He accepted countless lawsuit, he would take every kind of case. Then he slowly became famous and owned his law office. Many customers

the top law firm in the industry with great

here very often when he was with Phoebe. There was a two-person couch by the window, beige flannel, which was not very expensive material, but it was very comfortable. The white curtains and wooden bookshelves against the wall, which were still the same as before. She loved to read books as she

quite messy here. I went to the furniture store today and wanted to buy some furniture and replace them." Phoebe gave him

"Why do you

the couch, "I would recall some memories that I wasn’t supposed to think by

Armand’s hand clenched tightly.

the water

her and asked word by word, "Tell me, why you

gaze and said clearly, "Would you

in a