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

Just as she was trying to detonate the bomb, Armand rushed over and kicked the detonating device out of her hand. He squatted down and took her by the throat, "Go to hell!"

Phoebe didn't struggle, but instead, she smiled creepily.

The glow in Armand's eye dimmed. He realized that she must have some backup plan since she dared to put herself in this dangerous state. Instead of choking her to death, he slammed her head onto a corner. With a loud bang, blood sprayed out from Phoebe's forehead, and she fainted on the spot.

Armand went back to Theresa and tried to help her up. Theresa pushed him away and said, "You should go."

Armand was caught unprepared by the push and sat down on the ground. He looked at Theresa astonishedly, "You..."

Theresa helped herself up with difficulty and glimpsed towards him. "I don't need your fake benevolence and don't touch me too. It makes me feels sick, makes me feel like vomiting."

Armand knew that whatever he said would be in vain. His actions and decisions had already hurt her deeply.

Before that, he wanted to tell her, if anything happened to her, he would die along with her.

He didn't have a choice just now.

"I'm sorry, but you are injured now, so I'm going to bring you to the hospital." Armand didn't care about her rejection and carry her up in his arms. Then, he realized there was something beside her waist. He lowered his head and saw a bomb tied to her waist.

The numbers on the bomb were constantly ticking off. The time on the bomb timer was reducing with every tick.

He raised his head and meet her lifeless gaze.

Theresa's throat was very dry, and her voice was hoarse, "If you don't want to die, let go of me and leave right now."

Armand put her down onto the deck. However, he did not leave. Instead, he went to examine the bomb, finding ways to remove it. "I will not let you die alone. I'll accompany you."

Theresa leaned weakly on the cold and filthy bulkhead, "You think I will forgive you if you say that? Armand, I will never forgive you in my life."

his head

at his face under his untidy hair and slowly closed her eyes. She didn't want to see this

though he had no confidence, but there was still a sliver of a

can..." He raised his head and saw that Theresa had already closed her eyes and wasn't looking at him. He felt

Needless to say, this toolbox was hardly used, and it was stained with seawater all the time, therefore the iron skin of the toolbox was all covered in rust. Luckily, the tools inside were quite comprehensive. He took the pair of pliers and ran to Theresa. "I found

very feeble. She didn't even have the strength to open her eyelids, looking like a withering flower that had lost of all its former vigor. Armand stood there in a trance, thinking what would happen to him do if she

heart-throbbing pain as if uncountable needles

here alive, he must confess to her and redeem his sins. He would do

looked at the four wires on the bomb. His hand that was holding the pliers was shaking uncontrollably because his decision meant life and death for

as well. He didn't have any excess time to think about which wire to cut, and

closed his eyes, clasped the pliers in his hands, and decisively cut the wire. With a snap, the red wire broke in

going on. Armand was

mosquito, but Armand could still hear her. He didn't know why, but listening to her asking him to leave, made his heart pain as if he

someone before. And now,

with you." Armand clenched his hands and cut another wire off the bomb timer. However, it did not explode. Instead, the timer stopped for a short while, then suddenly jumped crazily. It looked as if the bomb would explode

this moment, even she was hugged by a warm body,

said in a hoarse voice,

hurt her feelings. He's sorry that she was injured because of

‘sorry’ sounded pale and

them. The man's tender and love once only belonged to her. But

detonating device. She wanted to set off the bomb and explode

saw through Phoebe's intention. She grabbed Armand's collar and said, "Bring me

Armand agreed.

the sea along with it. The bomb on Theresa's body was in its last moments. Armand said,

him with her misty eyes and curled the corner of her lips. If there was a next life, she wished that she would not meet Armand again. Meeting him in this life was her calamity, and