“You…”

“Mr. Bernie, please stop talking nonsense in front of me, I have no time for that,” Theresa Gordon said before calling Coral, who was busy preparing dinner in the kitchen.

Armand Bernie clenched both his fists and smiled, “Are you trying to avoid me? If you have really let go, then it should be easy for you to face me, right? It’s easy to make others misunderstand the way you’re behaving,” he said.

“Oh, don’t be ridiculous!” Theresa said coldly.

Armand suddenly stood up, both arms pressed on the sofa arms. He lowered his gaze and said “Yes, I am being ridiculous!”

Theresa pretended to be calm and replied, “Please get out of my way!”

Coral poked her head out when she heard Theresa’s voice, but quickly retracted when she saw Armand and acted like she hadn’t heard anything.

Lucy saw that Coral did not go out and said, “Didn't Theresa call you just now? Why didn't you go then?"

Coral hastily made a shushing gesture to Lucy and whispered, "I can't go out now."

"Why?" Lucy said. She didn't know the relationship between Theresa and Armand, but Coral knew about it and explained to Lucy. "She’s having a fight with Armand right now, so it is not right to bother them right now, it’s better to give them some space.”

Lucy whispered back, “Ah, so they’re lovers.”

Coral nodded.

In the living room, Theresa turned around but there was still no sign of Coral coming out, feeling a little flustered, she wanted to call out again, “Co…”

Before Theresa could finish, Armand quickly covered Theresa’s mouth. “Since you no longer have feelings for me, then there is no need to avoid me.”

Theresa forcefully pushed him away and said, “Are you crazy?”

back two steps and his calf hit the tea table. He swayed for a bit before steadying himself, “I wished I

squatted in front of Theresa, “Theresa,

tightly and her body trembled slightly, “You’re so funny, I’m torturing you?

words, she was blocked by Armand again. This time with his

Theresa’s eyes widened.

her and continued to kiss

recovered and

must give me an answer,” Armand said while holding her hand. “You said you would punish me,

refused without any

Just being alive was hard enough, where will

long as

Armand’s heart faltered.

would still have been washed

“You … you …”

times, haven't I? You’re the one who keeps pestering

going to make me give up if you

letting me go!” Theresa said. She quickly stood up from the sofa, ignoring her incompletely healed wound and stared at Armand. With tears brimming

‘She hates me.’

‘She hates me.’

repeated in his

if he had been hit by a strong gust of wind. Armand paused for a while before saying,

SLAP!

all his might. “Is this enough

expected Armand to actually slap himself. She stood there looking at Armand, dazed and

down and make you feel good, then it’s alright for me,” Armand said. He forcefully took Theresa’s hand and swung it to his face again with force. Theresa’s palm felt numb from the

for a second swing, Theresa balled her fist and pulled her hand away. “If you want to be mad then do

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