Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap
Chapter 338 Finding out about Phoebe Lewis’s Past

"Um." Victoria replied her faintly.

"Is he willing to stop?" Dolores asked eagerly.

Victoria let out a deep breathe and shook her head, "No, he seems to replace out Matthew's identity, but I won't let him to continue his investigation."

Dolores was just about to say that Matthew knew about it when the phone on the dining table vibrated.

It showed the phone number of Boyce Shawn.

Dolores looked at Victoria, "I'll take a call first."

She got up and walked to the window, pressing the answer button, "Hello?"

"It's me. I've found out what Matthew asked me to investigate."

She felt nervous and she straightened her back, "Go ahead."

"It's not clear in a sentence or two. Let's meet and talk," said Boyce.

She thought for a moment and said, "Okay."

After hanging up the phone, she put the phone into her pocket, walked to the dining room and saw Victoria was looking at the sea cucumbers inside the bowl. She smiled and asked, "Mom, you're hungry too, right?"

As she spoke, she went to the kitchen, got a clean bowl and scooped her own sea cucumber for her, "Don't mind, it's untouched."

Victoria grabbed her hand, "I'm not hungry, you eat it. Look at how thin you're. You shouldn't get yourself into this mess."

Dolores said yes.

Thinking of Matthew's temper, she didn't want to have anything to do with Charles.

Victoria entered the house while Dolores held her breath and swallowed the sea cucumbers, then drank some water and went out after putting on her clothes. Boyce sent her the address where they would meet and she drove there.

It was a bar and there weren't many people inside as it was daytime. It was quiet and he was drinking in his seat.

When he saw her enter, he asked, "What would you like to drink?"

"Just give me juice." She sat down.

He asked the bartender to pour a glass of juice. She looked at him and asked, "Why did you choose this place?"

"It's quiet at this time and I want to have a drink also." He took a sip of his drink.

When he put the glass down, he didn't remove it, fiddling with it, "Shameless couldn't be used to describe how nasty and insidious people are."

She asked him cautiously, "Are you irritated?"

Otherwise, how else would he feel such emotion.

He didn't say anything, but handed her the file bag he had placed on the table, "Read it yourself."

She probably guessed what was inside in her mind.

Looking at his expression, she was afraid that the matter wasn't good.

She opened the file with curiosity and somewhat apprehension.

There were a dozen pages of information about Phoebe Lewis's past and a few photos inside.

The photos showed the picture of Phoebe and the scene of her and a man going in and out of high-class places.

She put the photos down and perused the documents inside.

She read through page by page. The further she read, the more her heart sank.

Armand Bernie said Phoebe told him that she left because she couldn't give birth and didn't want to implicate him. However, have a look at how many times she had gone to the hospital to have abortion over these years.

"How can she be so shameless? Is she still a woman?" Boyce grimaced. If it wasn't his remaining sanity telling him that good men didn't fight with women, he would have gone to beat her up and asked her how could she be so shameless.

She had left for a rich man last time.

She became a mistress for someone else!

The more Boyce thought about it, the angrier he was.

What he was angry about wasn't that she had done these things, but was that she still came back to Armand after she had done these things.

Is she wanting Armand to be the receiver?

After reading the last page, Dolores tossed the document on the table as she knew why Phoebe would come back. It's nothing more than she was now old and decrepit, and that man had married a wife, so she lost her hope and came back to try to win back Armand.

Boyce loaded up the documents, "I've to go and look for Armand before he gets cheated."

"Wait." She called out to him.

"It's not profound if you go and tell him, rather than he found out himself!" She squinted.

That man seemed to be very rich, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to keep a mistress for so long as keeping a woman was a waste of money.

She thought Matthew may know this man as he knew some rich people.

After she had a countermeasure in her mind, she looked at him and said, "I'll go first."

He called out to her, "Don't forget to call me."

He also wanted to see how would Armand look like when he realized the true colours of Phoebe.

Dolores said, "I knew."

She got into the car and she didn't go to the shop, but went to replace Matthew.

Matthew was in a meeting, so she went to his office to wait for him.

The spacious and sunny space made her to feel comfortable in it. She walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows and looked down on the busiest part of the city. Even in the daytime, it was still as brilliant as rainbow without the rendering of neon lights.

The light outside fell in circles and she touched it. Unfortunately, no one could catch the light.

When he ended his meeting and pushed the door open, he saw the woman standing in the halo with her slim back, as if she was the heroine in a comic.

He lightened his footsteps and approached her, hugging her from behind as his chin lowered to her shoulder, "You miss me?"

She didn't move, "Do you know a man called Cody Day?"

He didn't know Cody, but he had heard of him as he knew his father.

Matthew buried his face into her long hair, muffling a sound, "Why you asked about him?"

She looked back at him and said seriously, "I want him to meet Phoebe Lewis."

Two of them had been stayed together for so long and they would naturally interact when they saw each other.

If Armand saw it with his own eyes, it would be more convincing than any evidence.

Soon Matthew understood, "Did Boyce check it out?"

"Um." She replied him and told what Boyce had found out. Matthew didn't have any change in his expression and said indifferently, "I'll arrange it."

He didn't like to deal with such matters, but it was related to Dolores's friend and his own buddy, so he had to intervene.

She trusted him that he could arrange it well and said earnestly, "Thank you."

His hand probed inside her clothes and gently pinched the flesh on her waist as he said in a low and hoarse voice, "How do you want to thank me?" She felt itchy and twisted her body, reminding him seriously, "Here's company, your office. Do you want to lose face in case someone sees?"

"No one will just come in." He smothered a laugh, "Are you willing to have sex with me here?"

She was speechless.

How could he be so shameless to this point?

She was unwilling to do it and refused, "I don't want to lose face even you don't."

He deliberately bit her neck hard and she cried out in pain instinctively, "Ah!"

Soon she closed her mouth again, clenched her fists and kept pounding his chest. He didn't move, like an unshakeable mountain. Suddenly he caught her two restless hands, raised them above her head, pinned her against the window and kissed her lips ...

As she struggled, he bit her hard. This made her to grunt in pain.

He laughed, "You can scream all you want."

She knew he was doing it on purpose and she glared at him.

He kissed her eyes and licked her until she was wet.

On the other side, Theresa Gordon was vomiting severely. Almost everything she ate was vomited out. She vomited acidic saliva when there was nothing in her stomach and she had no strength at all. She had no choice but to go to the hospital and let the doctor check if he could prescribe some antiemetic drugs.

The doctor prescribed her vitamin B6. As she was about to go downstairs to the pharmacy to pick up the medicine, she passed by the orthopaedic department and saw Armand walking out of there with Phoebe.

The corridor was empty and there was no place to hide even if she wanted to do so.

"Does it still hurt?" he asked her with concern.

Phoebe shook her head, "I've troubled you ..." She swallowed what she was going to say when she saw Theresa and gripped his arm tighter.

As he saw Phoebe keep looking ahead, he looked up and saw Theresa standing there.