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.

window, bustling lights flashed in front of her eyes, but she didn’t have the mood to

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

her face clean and took out her

dampness on her

if she cried, she didn’t want it to be in front of

slipped a key in her hand when Armand brought Mrs. Leslie back here in

your home, you have to have the key

She was very thoughtful.

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

Leslie’s gaze by hanging her clothes

you up and come back together?” Mrs.

hanging her clothes froze for a moment, then said, “He’s busy with something. He may be a little

go to court, he has so many subordinates.” Mrs. Leslie’s facial expression changed instantly, “I’m going to teach him a good

Theresa reluctantly smiled.

first. We’ll let him have nothing to eat

thin. I’m going to

to Mrs. Leslie’s enthusiasm, and

Phoebe came out from the bathroom and Armand was still in the kitchen. She

some noodles with soup, brought it to the living room and placed it on the table, “Eat

him, “You’re

“No, you can eat

walked to the door. When he opened the door, he stopped, “This is the last

if I miss you?”

coldly lowered

you weren’t married, would you get back together

stumped by

his world, he thought

Theresa,

no matter what his reasons or thoughts were at that time, since he married her, he

he was very sober, no matter how deeply he and Phoebe was in love before, after ten years

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

past become

both to stay

no if in this world.” After saying that, Armand walked out the

and nutritious this time of the year.” Mrs. Leslie put the washed

sighed helplessly, “You kept on putting food on my plate during dinner,

of concern, so it wouldn’t be good if she didn’t eat them, it’ll refute

ate until she’s

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