Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap
Chapter 305 We Had Nothing In The Past

Armand was stunned. Wasn't she only pretending? Why send her to the hospital? If she went to the hospital, wouldn't she be exposed?

Besides, Theresa was skeptical now.

Armand was in a dilemma.

Mrs. Leslie's head suddenly ached and her body convulsed violently.

Armand thought that she was pretending to be sick so he wasn't worried at all and continued to think of ways to make Theresa stay, "You will only believe me when I take my grandma to the hospital?" Theresa didn't know what to say.

She was completely speechless.

Mrs. Leslie's convulsions became more and more severe and she couldn't even speak. Her breathing became more and more rapid, her mouth became crooked and she uttered in a raspy manner, "Ar... Armand..."

Theresa had a hunch, "I think something is really wrong with her. Take her to the hospital immediately."

At this moment, Armand also noticed that her body was twitching and her muscles were tense. He picked Mrs. Leslie up and walked out.

"Coat." Mrs. Leslie was wearing thin pajamas and it was cold outside.

In a moment of desperation, Theresa put down the suitcase, ran into the house and took out Mrs. Leslie's mink coat and walked out with Armand. Armand laid Mrs. Leslie down in the back seat and Theresa covered her with her coat, "You drive, I will keep an eye on her."

Armand looked at Theresa, his heart surged with emotions, "Theresa, I..."

"Just Go, drive!" Theresa whispered. She felt that Mrs. Leslie's condition was getting really serious, she was foaming at her mouth.

Armand was also a little flustered by now.

This was obviously not a pretense.

He quickly started the car and drove towards the hospital.

Theresa sat in the back seat holding Mrs. Leslie. Her consciousness was already blurred and she wasn't responding to Theresa's calling at all.

Armand was anxious and ran through a few red lights in a row and several times almost got into a car accident.

Originally, it was a twenty-minute ride to the hospital, but Armand got there in ten minutes.

Armand picked Mrs. Leslie up in his arms and took her out of the car. Theresa followed. There were many people in the hospital lobby. He carried her straight to the emergency room. Soon, Mrs. Leslie was admitted, "What is wrong with my grandma?"

The doctor asked the medical staff to take Mrs. Leslie in the operating room and took that time to turn towards Armand and said, "Preliminary judgement is that she had a sudden cerebral hemorrhage. You should wait outside the door."

After that, he closed the door to the operating room.

Armand stood there stunned for a long time and didn't return to his senses. 'Cerebral hemorrhage?'

This was a sudden illness and if it was very serious it could be fatal.

At first, he had thought that she was pretending and he didn't know if because of that the treatment had been delayed. Armand punched the wall in anger, making a dull sound.

Standing to the side and hearing it, Theresa's heart trembled.

At this time, a nurse came over, "Who is the family member?"

Theresa saw Armand was busy worrying and blaming himself, so she came over, "I am."

The nurse handed over a list, "Pay for these please."

Theresa took the list, "I will go pay right now."

She was also afraid of delaying Mrs. Leslie's treatment. She was still holding Mrs. Leslie's coat in her hand. Without even putting it down, she ran downstairs.

The billing office was on the first floor.

She took out her card and paid the bill.

Back outside the operating room, she saw Armand sitting on the chair, his head was drooping. There was blood on the back of his hand. He must have sustained this injury just now when he punched the wall. Theresa walked over and looked at his hand. The injury looked a little serious, especially at the joints where the skin was torn and oozing blood.

"Go and have it bandaged. Grandma will be worried when she comes out."

Armand looked up at her, his eyes looked a little red, "I was raised by her. She is my only family in the world, if something happens to her..."

"No, nothing will happen to her." Theresa interrupted him with a tone of certainty.

Armand asked, "Will she really be fine?"

His heart felt hollow. He just wanted to replace someone to give him an answer.

Theresa comforted him, "Really."

Armand stood up and hugged her, his voice rough, "Thank you."

Theresa stiffened, but in the end, she didn't push him away, "I got to know her and she has been very kind to me. There's no need to thank me, besides, I didn't do anything."

Armand didn't speak, only hugged her tightly. Only when he was holding her in his arms did he feel like he was alive and his heart felt warm.

How long had it been since he felt this way?

He couldn't remember it anymore.

It had been too long.

His voice was very faint, "Phoebe was my first love. I met her in my second year in university. The night before my graduation, she left. For a while, I was so devastated and dejected because of her and was only able to carry on by relying on Boyce and Matthew. I admit that I loved her a lot but after she left for ten years, the relationship has long been stranded."

Theresa froze. Her heart stirred a little, but she stifled it down quickly.

She couldn't lower her limit just because of Armand's confession. It was a fact that he did not return all night and it was also a fact that Phoebe was his first love.

People always say, first love is always hard to forget because all of the youth and beauty is given by the first love.

Theresa believed that the first times of everything were hard to forget.

Even after a long time, traces were bound to remain in the heart.

He said that Phoebe was pestering him, so why didn't he tell her before?

Why didn't he tell her?

Did he have to wait for something to happen before he explained?

"Armand, you don't need to tell me all this. I have already decided. You can't give me the stability; you can't give me the sense of security that I want. We are really not suitable for each other. It is not too late to realize that, you and I are both young and we can meet people more suitable to us than each other."

Armand's eyes widened in shock. He grabbed Theresa's shoulder and looked at her, "Are you really this sure? Don't you miss the feeling we had in the past at all?"

Theresa smiled, "We had nothing in the past."

Armand was taken aback, "What do you mean?"

"How long have we known each other?" Theresa looked at him, "You and I have only known each other for two three months, were we ever in love?" She laughed at herself, "You mean the one-night stand?" "If you are talking about the past then it should be you and Phoebe. In fact, by leaving, I am giving you a chance. You should thank me."

Armand couldn't say a word for a long time. It took a while for him to replace his voice, "The time that we have known each other is indeed short, but are feelings measured by time?"

"Then what else are they measured by?"

However, at this moment, the door of the operating room slid open, interrupting their discussion. Theresa and Armand walked quickly to the door. The doctor was still wearing the blue surgical gown. He took off his mask, "The patient had an acute cerebral hemorrhage. Fortunately, she was brought here just in time and there had been no life-threatening implications. However, she may need some time to recuperate here in the hospital."

"Thank you, Doctor." Mrs. Leslie's life was not in danger, it was the best news for Armand.

"The patient will be brought out in a while. Because she is sick and old, she may need someone to stay with her." The doctor said again.

"I see." Armand had already decided in his heart that he was going to accompany Mrs. Leslie himself while she was sick.

Now that he was well-off, he didn't need to run around for money anymore. Plus, the firm was developing pretty well, even if he didn't go, it was still going to run smoothly and he was going to earn as usual. Soon, Mrs. Leslie was brought out.

Although she was saved, her mouth was still a bit crooked.

She cared about her looks a lot, she was definitely not going to be able to accept such a crooked mouth once she woke up.

"Doctor, will her mouth be fine?"☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐