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.

out the car window, bustling lights flashed in front of her eyes,

world, the driver had already parked the car at the

face clean and took

the dampness on her

want it to be in front of Armand, much less let him saw

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

is your home, you have to

She was very thoughtful.

the sofa. Seeing that she had returned, Mrs. Leslie quickly

Mrs. Leslie’s gaze by hanging her clothes and

didn’t go pick you up and come back together?” Mrs. Leslie asked

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

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

Theresa reluctantly smiled.

first. We’ll let him have nothing to eat when he

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

how to respond to Mrs. Leslie’s

and Armand was still in the kitchen. She

living room and placed it on the table, “Eat it while it’s

at him, “You’re

jacket and put it on, “No,

door. When he

you?” Phoebe looked at

up and he coldly lowered his voice, “I remember

would you get back together with me?”

stumped by

Theresa hadn’t appeared in his world, he thought

now he already had Theresa, and he couldn’t

was the one who insisted on marrying her, and no matter what his reasons or thoughts were at that time, since he married her, he should be

Phoebe was in love before, after ten years

why she left back then, if she wasn’t

past become

both to stay

in this world.” After saying that, Armand walked

Theresa. They are sweet and nutritious this time of the year.” Mrs. Leslie put the washed strawberries into Theresa’s

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

them, it’ll refute Mrs. Leslie’s

she ate until she’s

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