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.

in front of her eyes, but she didn’t

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

clean and took out

blow dry the dampness on her face then patted

cried, she didn’t want it to be in front of Armand, much less let

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

said, “This is your home, you have to have the

She was very thoughtful.

the door to the house, and Mrs. Leslie was sitting on the sofa. Seeing that

skirted Mrs. Leslie’s gaze by hanging her clothes

you up and

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

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

Theresa reluctantly smiled.

let him have nothing to eat when he comes back.” Mrs. Leslie pulled Theresa towards

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

Leslie’s enthusiasm,

was still in the kitchen. She put the

noodles with soup, brought it to the living room and placed it on the

at him, “You’re not eating with

his jacket and put it on, “No, you can eat by

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

miss you?” Phoebe looked at his

lowered

married, would you get back

was stumped by that

appeared in his world,

Theresa, and he

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

and Phoebe was in love before, after

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

the past become

both to stay

world.” After saying

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

food on my plate during dinner,

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

ate until she’s too

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