Snare of Love
Chapter 299 Pretend to Be Drunk

"Armand!" Theresa shouted at him. However, the car had already whizzed away, leaving behind nothing but an unpleasant puff of exhaust fumes.

She took out her mobile phone to call him.

Armand was driving. His phone was connected to the Bluetooth in the car. Whenever there was an incoming call, the display in the car would automatically connect. He glanced at the caller ID. It was Theresa.

He pressed the answer button, "Hey, wait for me at the office for a while, I'll be back soon."

"Where are you going?" Theresa clutched her phone tightly, "Can you come back now?"

"I need to settle something..."

"What do you have to settle? Is it work-related stuff or personal stuff?" Theresa asked anxiously.

Inwardly, she was afraid, afraid that Armand was going to meet Phoebe.

Armand pursed his lips and lied, "Work-related."

"Okay, I'll wait for you at the office, I won't leave until you come back." Theresa hung up the phone after saying that.

Armand parked his car by the side of the road and dialled the number that had just called him.

Phoebe was sitting sat inside the bar, looking at the phone that kept ringing. She narrowed her eyes slightly as she poured herself another sip of wine.

The bartender handed over another glass of wine, "Are you going to answer it?"

Phoebe smiled, "If I answer it, I can't catch the fish."

"Fishing?" He soon understood, "It was from the man that you asked me to call just now, saying that you were drunk?"

Phoebe glanced at him and put three hundred dollars on the table, "When he comes, you don't reveal the truth."

The bartender grabbed the money and put it in his pocket, he smiled, "Don't worry, next time if you need me, you're welcomed to look for me. As long as the price is reasonable, it's okay for me to stay one night with you."

"Don't act too overly." Phoebe slanted a glance at the bartender.

Armand received a phone call saying that Phoebe was unconscious due to drunk at the bar. A person found his contact information from her mobile phone so the person called him.

The bar consisted of people from all works of life. It was very dangerous for a woman who was drunk to stay alone at the bar. So, he came out in a hurry, but Theresa looked bad just now.

He wanted to pay the person who had called him to send Phoebe back, but the phone was unanswered.

He did not know how to make an option for a moment. On the one hand, he was worried that something had happened to Phoebe in the bar, and on the other hand, he was worried about Theresa. He was in a dilemma.

After a few moments of thinking, he started his car and drove to the bar. Phoebe would be dangerous in the bar whereas Theresa would be safe in his office.

Moreover, when he came back, he would give Theresa a confession about Phoebe.

In fact, he knew that Theresa was in a bad mood since last night, mostly because of Phoebe's presence.

Now that he had married, he wanted to keep the marriage going and he wanted to live with Theresa.

He felt warm when staying together with Theresa. Theresa gave him a feeling of home.

He drove his car to the entrance of the bar. He pushed the car door and quickly walked in.

The light was dim. There were only a few people in the bar, it might be because of the time. He soon spotted Phoebe, who was lying on the bar counter. Armand quickly walked over to her. She was still holding a glass of wine in her hand, and she looked drunk.

"Are you here to pick up this young lady?" The bartender waved his mixing pot while looking at Armand.

Armand glanced at him, "Are you the one who made the call?"

The bartender was stunned for a moment and then he said, "Yes, I saw that this young lady was drunk, so I took the mobile phone that she had left on the bar counter. It showed the number that I had dialled. She had been looking at that number since she was drinking here. I thought it should be someone she knew, so ..."

"Thank you," Armand called Phoebe once but she did not show any response. Armand then asked, "Did she pay?" "No." The bartender shook his head, "She is so drunk, how can I ask her for money, I can't search either."

Armand took out his wallet and asked, "How much is it?"

The bartender glanced at Phoebe and smiled, "Two hundred."

Phoebe flickered her eyelashes and she cursed this avaricious guy in her heart. She had paid for the drinks. Even if deducting the money for the phone call, he had earned much more than he supposed to. It was daring that he asked for money from Armand again.

However, she was 'drunk' and could not offend him. She was afraid that he would expose her for pretending to be drunk in front of Armand.

Armand took out two hundred dollars and put it on the table. After keeping his wallet, Armand picked Phoebe up and put her in his car.

He got into the car and drove Phoebe to her place.

Soon, the car stopped at her place. He got out of his car and picked Phoebe up. Then, he went to the door of the room she was staying in. At that moment, he realized that he could not open the door as he did not have the key. He could only call Phoebe, "Phoebe, where's the key?"

Phoebe mumbled in his arms, "What do you mean by key? I want to drink, I want to drink ..."

Armand was overwhelmed by the smell of alcohol and he frowned, "How much did you drink until this extent?"

"I didn't drink, I'm not drunk." Phoebe took advantage of her drunken state to grab Armand's wrist. She burrowed her face into his neck and unconsciously said 'drunken words', "Who are you?" Armand stiffly pulled himself away, "Where is the key to your home?"

"Home? Where do I have a home, the person that I love is married and doesn't want me anymore." She cried when she said it. She was very aggrieved, "He didn't wait for me and got married...' Armand had a complicated mood. It was not because of this woman, but because of the feelings that he once had.

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He never thought that after he did not love her anymore, she would appear in his world again. Although he was holding her and watching her cry now, he did not have the throbbing and heartache he once had. He just felt that they had loved each other before so he could not leave her alone.

"You're drunk." Armand dug her pockets. He found the key inside the pocket of her duvet. He then opened the door successfully.

Armand put her on the sofa. Then, he went to the kitchen to replace honey. He made her a cup of honey water. He came to her and handed it to her, "Drink some honey water to relieve the wine."

"I don't want to drink it!" Phoebe waved her hand and knocked the cup out of Armand's hand. The honey water spilt all over the floor. Snap! The cup crashed and fell in pieces.

Armand's trousers were splashed. He frowned deeply and squatted down to pick up the glass fragments on the ground and threw them into the bin. He then went to the bathroom to bring a mop and mopped the floor.

He washed his hands and went back to the living room. He looked at the woman who was lying on the sofa, "You're drunk, just get some sleep."

After saying that, Armand turned around and prepared to leave.

Theresa was still waiting for him.

"Don't go."

Suddenly, Phoebe stood up from the sofa and hugged Armand from behind, "Please don't leave. Please don't abandon me. I'm scared of being alone." Armand removed her hand. Phoebe hugged even tighter, "Armand, I love you."

"You're drunk." The three words "I love you" did not make Armand rippling as he knew that he did not love her anymore. That was why he could be so calm. "I'm not drunk, I'm not drunk, I just miss you very much. Whenever I recall that you are married, I feel very sad."☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐