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.

“Next time I'll call Boyce and won't disturb

milk that Dolores poured for him and glanced indifferently at him,

strange if he didn't use all possible

either, he just asked, “Were you drunk

he did drink a lot but his mind was still clear, indeed, he deliberately let the waiter

were so

fake?” Armand wouldn't

think about his problem, he stretched his hand out, took the egg on the plate, peeled it, and handed it

immediately nodded,

seeing that her drawing was the same as

you to someone who specializes in drawing,

dare

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

already called Abbott saying that he wasn't going to the company that day, he also told him not to contact him if there was nothing extremely

was going to accompany

I'm so happy.” she slid down the chair in

Amanda's head, she was really easy to satisfy, from that

that morning was Amanda, because Matthew was going

Armand drove Matthew's car out

us.” Matthew leaned by the door

she then looked up at him, “Just go, I'm a bit

children went out, she would have the time to have a good

in her belly was gradually growing bigger, it was normal for her to feel tired, even if Matthew really wanted her to come with him, but he wouldn't force her

thought, “I want

“Anything else?”

and explained, “Since you

Matthew said yes.

with the children, and Dolores sent him out... Seeing their car leaving, only then Dolores turned around and walked