Snare of Love
Chapter 303 Reunion Of The Past Lovers

Theresa turned around slowly. With this movement, she realized that her legs were numb. She bent down to rub her knees. Armand quickly walked over to look at her legs, "Are your legs not well?" Theresa remained silent.

Armand reached out to massage her legs, but he was pushed away by Theresa.

"Don't need to trouble you."

Armand raised his head, "I have something to tell you, last night..."

"You were with Phoebe." Her words were firm. It wasn't a question, it was a firm statement.

Armand widened his eyes, "How did you know?"

Theresa laughed, "A reunion of the past lovers, wasn't it fun?"

Armand felt restless in his heart, "Don't misunderstand, there's nothing between me and her, she requested for me to keep her company for a night..."

"I know." Theresa pointed at the lipstick stain on his neck. She wanted to say to him nonchalantly, 'Isn't she just an ex-girlfriend?'

'Wasn't it just a night? I don't care.'

But she wasn't as gracious as she wanted herself to be, and she couldn't endure this kind of cheating!

"I've already seen it, you don't even have any regard to my feelings. Are you showing me on purpose?"

Armand reached out to touch his neck, the lipstick stained his hands. He recalled, when he was about to leave, Phoebe had hugged him, refusing to let him leave. It seemed like she had kissed his neck then, it must have happened during that time.

"Please hear me out, we didn't do anything. It was her that kept pestering me, I've already told her everything clearly..."

"Armand!" Theresa cut him off. She raised her head, stopping her tears from trickling down, "Let's break up on good terms. It's lucky that you haven't gotten the registration. What happened in White City, let's treat it as just a farce. I have already packed all our stuff."

She fished out the thing that was given to her by Mrs. Leslie, and put it on the bed, "I shouldn't have taken this since the beginning. Now that I'm leaving, even more so I shouldn't be taking it. Whether you wan to keep it for yourself, or whether you want to continue giving this to Mrs. Leslie, it's up to you. Seeing that we are still acquaintances, let's not make things too awkward."

She turned to look at Armand. With all her might, she squeezed out an uncomfortable smile, "I've said all I wanted to. Finally, I wish you happiness."

Finishing her words, she pulled her suitcase, and went to open the room door. Armand grabbed her suitcase from her hands, "I don't allow you to leave!"

"Who said you can end it just like that?" Who are you to say it's just a farce? You've already put on the wedding gown, and promised to God that we would stay together, in front of all my closest relatives and friends. How can you leave just like that? Let me tell you Theresa, you can't even step out of here!"

Theresa wiped the tears in the corner of her eyes, "Armand, you are an adult, don't be so childish."

"How am I childish?" Armand retaliated.

Theresa retreated a few steps, her tone particularly firm. She admitted that she did like him a little. However, she couldn't accept disloyalty.

She couldn't resign quietly to it, so she could only give it up.

"What you're doing now is very childish, if you don't want to talk properly, we can go the legal way."

Armand's Adam's apple moved up and down. What was she talking about?

Legal way?

"How do you intend to go the legal way?"

Theresa clenched her fists, and forced herself to remain calm, "We don't have a marriage certificate, so firstly our marriage is not valid in law. You had cheated in the first place, so I have a right to set my boundaries clear, so you cannot harass me."

"I didn't cheat on you." Armand reiterated, "I've already told you, nothing happened between us..."

"You didn't come back for the whole night, and there's even a lipstick stain on your neck. Then you tell me, there's nothing going on between both of you. Armand, do you think I'm a three-year-old child?" "Why do you not believe me? She wanted me to keep her company for a night, and then she won't pester us anymore from now onwards."

Theresa laughed heartily, until her tears rolled down. She wiped them, "Armand, do you really care about me?"

"Of course."

"Do you treat me as your family?"

"Of course, we sleep on the same bed, of course we are very close."

"Then are you hiding anything from me?"

Armand remained silent.

Yes, but it wasn't about Phoebe, it was about his parents.

He didn't think that was anything serious.

"We all have something that we don't want to talk about right?"

"You told your ex-girlfriend about it, but you don't want to let me know. You said we are the closest family. But, it looks like you are even closer to her than me. She can share your secrets with you, but for me, I don't know anything." Theresa didn't want to continue being around him, wasting her time.

"Return me my suitcase." She softened her voice, allowing herself to calm down.

She shouldn't be accusing him right now.

If she had decided to break up, there was no use in pointing fingers.

The more she entangled herself in this, the more heartache she felt.

It would be better if she cut things off.

"I won't." Armand didn't let go.

"There's nothing much inside anyway, it's fine if you don't want to give it back." Theresa didn't want her suitcase anymore, she didn't want to continue debating with him anymore. She opened her room door.

"I won't agree to the divorce!" Armand hugged her from behind.

"I've already said, our marriage wasn't valid, I'm not divorcing you. Now that I'm leaving, can't you leave a good final impression for me?"

"I don't want to." Armand was in utter despair. Theresa was being very serious, and she really wanted to leave. Her words, her actions, were all too firm.

"There's really nothing going on between me and her, she was drunk, and bluffed me into going over..."

"What are you guys doing?" Mrs. Leslie had heard the commotion. When she listened carefully, it sounded like Armand and Theresa were having a fight. Without even having time to put on her clothes, she draped on her clothes and came out.

With a look, indeed, it was really them quarrelling.

Noticing the suitcase behind Armand, Mrs. Leslie was taken aback, "You, what are you guys doing?"

Mrs. Leslie was very anxious, she pointed at Armand, "Did you do something wrong to make Theresa angry."

Armand let go of Theresa, and came over to comfort Mrs. Leslie, "We are alright, you go back to your room first."

"Seeing you guys like this, how can I go back to my room?" Mrs. Leslie yelled, slapping him on the back. After hitting him, she said in heartache, "You are already an adult, why are you still worrying me every day?"

"It's my bad." In order to calm Mrs. Leslie down, to soothe her anger, Armand quickly admitted his mistake.

"If you want to admit to your mistakes, do that to Theresa." Mrs. Leslie ignored Armand and walked over, pulling at Theresa's hand, "Theresa, if he did something wrong then you just give him a beating. You guys have just gotten married, how can you leave just like that? On behalf of me, forgive him one more time?"

Theresa didn't want to make Mrs. Leslie sad. However, she was even more unwilling to continue being around Armand, "Grandma, there's no right or wrong between me and him, our personalities are incompatible, that's why we decided to break up. I think, he will replace someone more suitable for him in the future..."

"There won't be anyone more suitable!" Mrs. Leslie interjected her, "Yesterday you cooked for me, and helped me washed my feet. Were you already thinking of leaving then?"

Speaking of this, Mrs. Leslie's eyes reddened. She clutched Theresa's hands tightly without letting go, "What are you unhappy about him, tell me, I will give him a lesson on behalf of you. Promise me, you won't leave, alright?"

Theresa lowered her head, her tears streaming down her face, "I'm sorry Grandma."

Mrs. Leslie's body shook, "You are still leaving?"

At this moment, the doorbell rang.000000000000000