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

Theresa was shocked, who was this woman?

She had a guess in her heart, but she didn’t want to admit that Armand would go behind her back to see his ex-girlfriend.

But if he didn’t go to see her, then who was this person that answered the phone?

Theresa held onto the phone tightly without speaking.

“I’m Phoebe, we met at the entrance of the home shopping mall this morning.” Phoebe looked in the mirror, and the woman that reflected in the mirror still looked beautiful. To say that there was any change, then it was also only just an extra line at the corner of her eye, but it didn’t hinder her good looks.

“He came to find me, and we’ve been staying together. I said I was hungry, and he personally cooked for me. Although he married you as his wife, but I think he still has me in his heart.” Phoebe deliberately spoke softly, in case Armand who was outside heard it.

Theresa immediately put the phone down and hung up. She looked at the phone in her hand, and as if it was a hot potato, she wanted to throw it away several times.

Armand was with Phoebe!

She held onto her chest suddenly. She felt her heart ached.

Theresa didn’t know if it was because Armand had cheated her or because she already had feelings for him.

Allison closed the store and walked out to see Theresa still standing at the entrance, then asked, “Haven’t you been left for a while? Why are you still here?”

Theresa turned her head away and avoided Allison’s gaze, “Uh, I’m waiting for someone.”

“Oh okay, go back early then, it’s so cold. By the way, you have to invite me to dinner someday, you got married but I didn’t even get to attend your wedding dinner.” Allison didn’t notice Theresa’s discomfort and patted her shoulder, “I’m leaving.”

“Okay.”

Theresa responded.

After taking two steps, Allison suddenly stopped and turned her head to look at Theresa, “Do you want me to give you a lift?”

Theresa shook her head hurriedly, “No, you go first. He’ll be here soon.”

“Alright then. You bad girl, your love is always more important than our friendship.” Allison laughed and teased her, then turned around and got into her car.

After Allison had left, Theresa walked to the curb and hailed a taxi. Sitting in the car, her mind was still in chaos.

She didn’t know what to do.

She was scared on one hand.

Scared that Armand and Phoebe rekindled old flame.

car window, bustling lights flashed in front of her eyes, but she

Theresa was still immersed in her own world, the driver had already parked the car at

face clean and took out

in the wind, letting it blow dry the dampness on her face then patted her face

be in front of Armand,

the door. Mrs. Leslie had slipped a key in her hand

is your home, you have to have the

She was very thoughtful.

Leslie was sitting on the sofa. Seeing that she had returned, Mrs. Leslie quickly stood up from

Mrs. Leslie’s gaze by hanging her

up and come back together?” Mrs. Leslie asked

moment, then said, “He’s busy with something. He may be a little

so many subordinates.” Mrs. Leslie’s facial expression changed instantly, “I’m going to teach him a good lesson when he comes back. He’s a man with a wife and still has no

Theresa reluctantly smiled.

have nothing to eat when he comes back.” Mrs. Leslie

Leslie touched Theresa’s hand, “You’re too thin. I’m going to help

to respond to Mrs. Leslie’s enthusiasm, and could only lower her head

and Armand was still in the kitchen. She put the phone with the call records deleted

living room and placed it on the table,

up at him, “You’re not eating

“No, you can eat by yourself. Take care

saying that, Armand turned around and walked to the door. When he opened

if I miss you?” Phoebe looked at his

he coldly lowered

married, would you get back together with me?” Phoebe

stumped

hadn’t appeared in his world, he thought maybe

he already had Theresa, and he

were at that time, since he married her, he

Phoebe was

then, if she wasn’t willing to say, then he wouldn’t ask

past

to stay

After saying that, Armand

of the year.” Mrs. Leslie put the washed strawberries

“You kept on putting food on my

if she didn’t eat them, it’ll refute Mrs. Leslie’s kindness. But when she ate them, Mrs.

why she ate until she’s

belly is, where’s your belly?” Mrs. Leslie