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

"Really?" Theresa obviously did not believe it.

Armand immediately stretched out three fingers and swore to heaven, "If I lie, I won't be a man all my life. Is this cruel enough?"

Theresa stood up. "I won't even believe a punctuation mark you said."

Armand was lost for words.

"I have to go to work later. For your sake of not sleeping all night, I'll give you a blanket." After that, Theresa walked to the bedroom, and Armand immediately followed. "I came all the way to see you, and you only give me a blanket? Where do I sleep?"

Theresa glimpsed back at him calmly and gestured with her mouth. "Sofa."

Armand was speechless.

He stayed up all night just to come to see her, and she only let him sleep on the sofa?

"Theresa..."

"There are only three rooms here. You should know who stay in the other two? Tell me, whose room do you want to sleep in?" Theresa crossed her arms before her chest and looked at him.

Dolores used to live here, except Theresa’s room, the others belonged to Dolores and her two children. He certainly would not go to Dolores’s room. Even if she was gone, he can't sleep in that room. He could actually use the two children’s room.

But he did not want to sleep in the two children’s room. He still thought Theresa’s room was the most suitable one. A flattering smile appeared on his face. "I think your room is suitable."

Theresa stretched out her hand to stop him. "Don’t you think about it!"

"I don't understand what you said," Armand said recklessly, bent down and went under her arm. He leapt onto the bed and held the quilt. "I'm so sleepy. I want to sleep."

He buried his head in the quilt, and there was Theresa's breath and smell. Although her face had changed, her body fragrance would not change.

He hugged the quilt greedily.

Theresa was enraged and she bit her lip. She wanted to drag him away, but having thought that her strength was not as strong as him, and she could not drag him off the bed at all if he refused to move, she withdrew her hand, stood by the bed and said, "Armand, I didn't expect you to be such a rogue. Okay, you can sleep, I'll move to somewhere else tomorrow, and you won’t find me."

up. ‘That’s not how it

"Theresa, my good Theresa, do you bear to see me sleep on the sofa after driving for

at him coldly.

stood up from the bed and

sympathy." Theresa's voice became

nodded "docilely", but he was laughing in his heart. It was still more useful

was thinking, she would

"You go out first."

out of the room. He knew he would not have a good consequence if he opposed

now. He went to the kitchen to check whether there was anything to eat. Theresa just bought a lot of things yesterday. He did not want to eat outside by himself, and

bread. He could not cook complex dishes, but it was okay to fry

the eggs were fried and the toast was ready, he put them on a plate, found a cup

he had made breakfast, she could not help raising her eyebrow and walked over. "I didn’t know you

willing to do anything for

a

Armand was speechless.

and said,

down.

tell me when you get off work in the evening," Armand said with a

took a sip of milk. "I still can’t be sure

look for you?" Armand

did not speak and seemed to

Theresa at night. He wanted to find a restaurant with a good atmosphere for dinner,

and woke up in the rapid ringing of his mobile phone. He snatched his mobile phone and looked at the time. It was over 3 pm. He sat up. Had he been sleeping for nearly a

what was Matthew calling him

pressed the answer button. "Hey, what’s up? I have to get

"It's me."

Armand went clear-headed. "What can

Boyce's whereabouts