Snare of Love
Chapter 316 Bought Her a Birthday Gift

Theresa Gordon didn't bother to look at his changeable face.

She put on her jacket and headed out.

Armand Bernie looked down at the bank card dropped beside his foot. He picked it up and followed up to her. He tugged at her who was just out of the room and pulled her all the way out with him. Theresa asked angrily as she struggled, "What are you going to do?"

Armand ignored and hauled her to the car park and tugged her into the car to keep her from getting out. The moment he put Theresa in, he locked the car.

Theresa was irate and slapped the car window hard, "Armand, what do you want?"

Armand still ignored her and was rapidly getting up to drive the car out of the emergency clinic.

"The undeniable reality that you are faithless, yet additionally rouge which makes me hate you more, how might I consent to wed you? If I do so, I should be insane!" Theresa scoured her face hard as she attempted to calm herself down a bit.

Yet, as she was confronting such silly Armand, she truly couldn't calm down.

He just simply let her down!

"Don't you want to leave? The luggage was still at home and I'll send it to you to get it." Armand giggled jokingly, "I'm heartless, I'm dregs of society, and you? You just simply leave whenever you want without hesitation, have you considered how I feel? After long deliberation then I made the decision to wed you. Indeed, my ex is back, however, I don't love her anymore. I don't cherish her, but yet you can't get over it, you would prefer not to give me any trust!"

The more Armand said, the more he felt upset.

"If you don't trust me. Then how could I do so?" Theresa looked at him, "I offered you an opportunity, did I say that you are not allowed to meet her, yet you went to see her more than once. There were chances that you could tell me about that but you didn't do so. If you really care about me, you would consider me, would I be restless and anxious that you went to see her, would I be miserable and upset that you wen to see her. I was an orphan, although I was adopted by a decent couple and I had a nice childhood, in any case, actually I feel insecure deep inside and I chose to wed you, do you know that I need to pluck up my courage to make the decision to marry you?" Her voice was raspy, "Do you know how much I expected from this relationship?"

Armand's eyes were really red. He was unable to talk back after hearing what Theresa accuse him of.

Regardless of what the reason was, it's obviously true that he went to see Phoebe.

Theresa covered her face with two hands, "We both need to calm down."

Right now the car stopped at the local parking area.

Armand sat peacefully, both of them kept silent.

After a while, Armand opened his mouth first, "I returned this to you." He put the bank card on her lap and clarified, "I said it to irritate you on purpose. I hope you don't mind." Theresa didn't move nor did she reply to what he said.

There was another snapshot of quietness.

Sooner or later it was Theresa who took the main action, she pushed open the door of the car and strolled down without saying anything.

Despite the fact that she remained silent, Armand actually knew what she went to do, he felt vulnerable and simultaneously helpless.

He was the one who caused everything to happen. Who else could he blame?

Theresa pulled the luggage and left, she strolled to the door of the car and put the key on the seat, "This is the key to the house."

She was about to leave and had no point to keep the key anymore.

Armand remained silent.

Theresa looked at him but she didn't actually say that she was going to leave. All she did was just took the luggage and headed to the outskirt of the town.

Armand pulled open the door of the car and took a look at her back, "If you have time, could you go see grandma, she doesn't hope to see us break up, I lied and said we made up, I don't want her to worry about us. If you don't go see her, she will speculate that we didn't make up by any means, for her old age, could you please do so?"

Theresa stopped and said, "I will."

Not for Armand, but rather for Mrs. Leslie.

Armand moved forward as he wanted to make her stay, but he couldn't make up any reason and lastly could just say, "Thank you."

Theresa didn't turn around and walked away without saying anything.

Armand closed his eyes and crouched to the ground without caring about his image. He scratched his hair hard and regretted that he didn't let her stay.

In any case, as he thought about Mrs.Leslie who was still in the hospital, he needed to get a hold of himself and returned to the hospital to take care of Mrs.Leslie.

He couldn't show his disappointment in front of Mrs. Leslie as well.

Armand felt that he was presently much sadder than the time when Phoebe left him.

He got back to the hospital, Mrs. Leslie woke up. Since she couldn't speak clearly so she looked dull. This was actually normal because no one could accept that they couldn't talk all of a sudden.

"Ah..."

Armand came over and held her hand.

"Ah..." Mrs.Leslie wanted to speak, Armand tapped her hand and asked, "Would you like to ask about Theresa?"

Mrs.Leslie nodded.

Armand lied, "She didn't rest well these few days, I sent her back to rest."

In case Mrs.Leslie didn't trust him, he added, "She will come over when she was free, you may just take a good rest." Mrs.Leslie held his hand back, despite she had many things to say but all she wanted to say turned into a sigh.

She could just pray in her mind that Armand would never break up with Theresa.

"You rest, I'll take care of you." Armand tapped Mrs. Leslie as if he was coaxing a baby.

In the Nelson family.

The two kids got back and promptly opened the red envelope. The money probably explicitly was just got from the bank. The notes were all new and the serial number was consecutive. Samuel Flores counted them, "It's 6666."

Simona Flores gave her own to her sibling, "You help me to count as well."

Samuel looked at his sister as he murmured. He appeared to be helpless, and reached out to take her red envelope, "We should have a similar sum."

"How would you know it's a similar sum on the off chance that you don't check it?"

"This is the ability to deal with individuals, we are siblings. We two won't be dealt with in an unfair way."

"Could you still check it for me?" The young lady was exceptionally industrious.

Samuel couldn't do anything with her, so he needed to spill out the notes and tally them.

When Samuel counted the notes, the young lady felt bored, so she took the cash Samuel counted on the couch. She played with them by stacking them up, she gazed toward Samuel, "Samuel, you have such a lot of cash, how are you going to spend it? Will you get me a present for the New Year?"

Samuel looked at his sister, "I will purchase a birthday present for mom."

The young lady squinted, "Oh ya. It's nearly Mommy's birthday after the New Year."

Matthew Nelson was standing before the floor-to-roof window as he was answering the phone call. As he heard the discussion among them, his eyes projected over, a few seconds ago they were discussing Dolores Flores' birthday, weren't they?

When was it?

When would Dolores' birthday be?

"Call me after you've finalized your plans."

There was a yes, Matthew hung up the phone, tomorrow was one more day before the New Year, every year the company has an annual meeting. Because this year Matthew was not in the company for a long time, so this year's arrangement was a little late, in time for the day before the New Year.

Domestic and overseas branches would also provide year-end reports.

Abbott Baron phoned him as soon as he walked in the door and informed him of the situation. Dolores went upstairs, the two children were counting money on the sofa, and Matthew and Victoria Forbis were not present.

"When is your mother's birthday?" He inquired of his kid.00000