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

However, Theresa didn't look at him, she just supported her chin with one hand indifferently, “I'm not familiar with him.”

That one sentence made a clear line between their worlds.

Armand felt sad at heart but he could still hold it on the surface as he smiled, “Are we familiar strangers?”

Theresa also smiled as she asked him back, “Have we ever been familiar? Why can't I remember?”

In comparison to Theresa's indifference, Armand couldn't be as indifferent as her, his lips were tightly pursed as he pulled the chair and sat down, “If hurting me can make you happy, just hurt me.”

“You're not worth it for me to hurt, you're nothing to me, I won't use any bit of feelings on you, so there's not even hatred, I just find people like you annoying.”

When saying that, the hand that Theresa put below the table was tightly clenching, her nails nearly sunk into her palm, only pain could make her keep calm.

Actually, she really wanted to slap him several times.

When Dolores took the milk and went out, she coincidentally saw her little movement... Even if she stayed calm, her body's little movements were clearly saying that she wasn't as calm as she looked on the outside.

If she really had no feelings towards Armand, how could she act like that?

What was actually hidden in her heart? If she could really let it go, why should she hurt others and herself?

She took a deep breath, acting like she didn't see anything, and then she asked when she poured milk into Armand's glass, “Is Mrs. Leslie okay?”

She found a topic on purpose, trying to relieve the atmosphere.

“She needs to be taken care of.” she couldn't take care of herself anymore, the only change was she could talk, she couldn't even talk before.

Dolores nodded, “Take good care of her.”

Armand nodded, “I will, she's my only relative, I'll definitely take good care of her.”

Matthew walked in, pulled the main chair and sat down, he then glanced at Armand but he didn't say anything.

call

lifted the fresh milk that Dolores poured for him and glanced indifferently at him, by then

there, it would be strange if he didn't use all possible

didn't expose him either, he just asked, “Were you

drink a lot but his mind was still clear, indeed, he

coincidence... After all, there were so many numbers in his cellphone, how could

a fake?” Armand wouldn't

to think about his problem, he stretched his hand out, took the egg on the plate, peeled it, and handed it to Amanda, “Do you want

immediately nodded,

really interested in that, seeing that her drawing was the same as the real one, she

who

Amanda didn't dare to believe

would go or not, she was simply overwhelmed by his unexpected offer, Matthew

course.” Matthew already called Abbott saying that he wasn't going to the company that day,

accompany his children that

she slid down the chair in excitement,

satisfy, from that onwards

morning was Amanda, because Matthew was going

Matthew's car out of the

leaned by the door and

up at him, “Just go, I'm a bit tired, I don't want to go

out, she would have the time to have a good talk

normal for her to feel tired, even if Matthew really wanted her to come with him, but he

it a thought, “I want to eat

“Anything else?”

explained, “Since you have time, play with the

Matthew said yes.

children, and Dolores sent him out... Seeing their car leaving, only