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

Chapter 839

“Okay. Give it to me then. Right now.” Theresa was furious.

“Here you go.” Armand walked to her, wanting to hug her. She pushed him away, “Leave me alone. Give me the divorce agreement tomorrow.”

After that, she turned away. Armand rushed over to grab her, “Theresa...”

“Hey, your noodles are ready. If you don’t need them, you should pay for it.” Right then, the owner of the noodle restaurant walked over. He served the noodles but couldn’t find Armand. When he came out, he found Armand was at the door.

Armand said to the owner, “I’ll pay for it.”

Theresa tried to shook him off, but he gripped her tightly, “I’m hungry. Go back with me.”

“You are hungry, just go ahead to eat.” Theresa was still angry.

Armand said with implication, “I want you to be with me.”

“Armand Bernie, do you know how disgusting you are?”

“I’m sorry, Theresa.”

Theresa was quite angry. However, Armand’s sudden apology made her calm down for a few seconds. She gazed at him for a moment. The anger suppressed in her heart faded away in silence. Armand pulled her back to the noodle restaurant and saw the noodle on his table.

The owner was afraid that he would sneak away. Holding the QR code, he urged Armand to pay.

Armand pulled out his cell phone and paid. Then he tossed the phone on the table. Picking up the chopsticks and the bowl, he picked up a piece of beef to Theresa’s mouth, “Eat it.”

Theresa frowned, “I’ve had dinner. I’m not hungry.”

“Just take a bite.” Armand put it closer to her mouth, insisting.

Theresa glared at him, “Are you nuts?”

“You can take me a lunatic.” Armand smiled.

Theresa didn’t want to be stared at by others as if she had something wrong. She opened her mouth and ate the beef from him.

Armand smiled and asked, “Do you want some noodles?”

keep making fun of me, I’ll be mad at

he picked up some noodles and pressed them into his mouth. He asked, looking unintentionally, “When you were in City C, did Oscar take very good care of

asking her tentatively, so she answered, “Yeah. He’s the elder, so he treats me very

was the truth, so she didn’t

you? Did you take good

be good to him as well.” Theresa immediately realized that something was wrong,

his head and smiled at

away, “You’d better hurry up.

no appetite at all.

that the man would be Oscar. He was much older than

of location sharing information. Theresa cast a glance at the ID. She was

unfinished words to Theresa. Theresa asked, “Someone messaged you just now. Don’t you

“No need to rush.

could finish his words, a

this call coming at such an inappropriate time. Theresa said, “Go ahead to

the other end of the line. He only heard some noises and exclaims. Faintly, he could tell that it was from his client. He looked up

raised her eyebrows,

and said, “I don’t have time to tell you the details, but I think her husband must be a cornered beast who’s something desperate

him, “I’ll go with

him,

your client a woman?” Theresa implied that she was worried

smiled, “Okay, come with me. You can keep

“I’m not keeping an eye on

Soon, they hailed a cab. Armand tabbed the location information that was received just now. The destination was a community. He raised his eyebrows. His client told him that she

where her house was, as he

rush in recklessly alone. Instead, he

the building and asked, “How did

going to divorce. The wife wants to wipe her

on it, but there was no response from the inside. The staff kept knocking on the door. After a while, someone answered from the inside, “Who is

from the property management office. Your neighbour downstairs reported the

open the tab. How could there be

something wrong and you feel guilty. If the neighbour comes upstairs and kicks on your door, you’ll be in trouble. We should avoid making a fuss on such a trifle, right? Please open the

who were not from the property management office, he became quite alert, “Who are you two?”

just received a call from my client. I’m here

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