Armand paused and slowly withdrew his movements. He didn't know why he was afraid to confess to Theresa that he had seen Phoebe.

Almost instinctively, he lied, "I met with a client, so I forgot to pick you up."

Theresa waited for his confession, but all she got was a lie from him.

Her heart sank. She was panicking inside. And she didn't know what to do with their relationship.

She stood up and went to her wardrobe to find her clothes, but Armand hugged her from behind, "What's wrong with you? There seems to be something wrong with you."

Theresa wrenched free of his hug, "I'm going to sleep in the guest room."

Armand pulled her back, "What did you say?"

She had just married him and wanted to sleep in a separate bed from him. If Mrs. Leslie found out about this, she would worry about their relationship again.

"I'm tired today." Theresa's voice sounded a little choked up.

She felt she was injured inside.

Armand's heart tightened, and then he reached up to take her face in his hands. Although she didn't want to cry, she couldn't hold back the tears. The oppression and grievance she felt at the moment Armand touched her reached its climax. Then she couldn't hold back the tears in her eyes.

When he saw her crying, Armand panicked. He reached out to wipe her tears, "What's wrong with you? Tell me if you were wronged in the store. Were you given a hard time by a customer?"

Theresa cried harder and harder.

"Don't cry. When I see you cry, I feel panic. If you suffer too much, then you can quit your job. And you can count on me." Armand wiped her tears.

Theresa lowered her eyes, "I don't want you to take care of me. I can take care of myself. I just think of something sad. And that's why I can't help it..."

Armand took her into his arms, "Don't think about it."

"Would you lie to me?" Theresa asked.

Armand stiffened, but he quickly regained his natural expression and said, "I wouldn't."

Theresa sniffled, "I will give myself two chances."

She was also giving Armand two chances. If he lied to her again, then she would divorce him.

She regarded getting a divorce as respect for their marriage.

chances?" Armand listened to what she

broke

to be alone. I'm going to

see you sleeping in the guest room like this, she'll be worried about us. And she'll think something is wrong with our relationship. How about this? Since you are not in a good mood today, I won't touch you.

look at Armand. And she could think of Phoebe when

I sleep on the floor instead of sharing a bed with you? Will you

so I don't want her to worry about me." Armand's tone sounded humble

kept saying that he was afraid Mrs. Leslie would be sad. Wouldn't he tell her not to

She smiled bitterly, "Okay."

him another chance, she had to endure the pain she suffered

at

and went to the

out his phone, and checked his phone records. She hadn't called

Was she like this because he had

still take it to

Armand felt very nervous. Then he

Theresa

the store today. Because she had been out for so long, she always checked

during Dolores' absence. Some people came to the store because of Dolores' reputation. As she wasn't in the store, Allison wasn't

And on the other hand, she was trying to think of a way to get the store to do well. In this way, Allison, Theresa, and other shop

the daily expenses of the store

Matthew was rich, she did not want to rely

year to attract customers. Besides, she also wanted people to see the strength of the designers in

rang. Then she saw that Armand's name was displayed on

but wonder

looked up

the car door and walked towards her, "Who's

"Armand," Dolores answered.

calling you?" Matthew glanced at

her head, "I don't

she answered

"Dolores, it's me."

Dolores merely said, "Hum."

when she was working in the store today?" Armand

her office. And when she had lunch, she saw that Theresa seemed to be in a

question about Theresa, it meant that Theresa obviously looked unhappy. "Did you guys

was not in a good mood, so I

"No," Dolores said.

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