Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap
Chapter 293 I’ve Already Married

Women?

Armand did not overthink, and he did not even think about Phoebe Lewis. Phoebe would have no reason to meet him here since they had met each other earlier.

Also, as a famous lawyer, he had plenty of visitors.

"Make me a cup of coffee please."

"Sure." His assistant went to the tea room. Armand went to the meeting room. He opened the door, and Phoebe was sitting on the sofa, looking at the time. She seemed to be fed up with waiting. When she heard the door cracked, she raised her head.

Armand left immediately as soon as he saw it was her.

Phoebe rushed to him, "Armand..."

Armand turned to her, "Please do not come to me ever. I am already married."

Phoebe did not care about the coldness from Armand, holding his hands tightly and saying, "I went to your house straightly when I was back. But you weren't there."

"So, what do you want from seeing me again?" Armand's eyes turned cold and calm, while staring at his arms being hold by Phoebe, "Are you thinking that we can be back together again?"

His voice suddenly turned serious and firm, and he said, "Phoebe Lewis! We have broken up!"

Why was she looking for him?

"If you didn't want me to replace you, disappear forever. Do not let me see you ever again!"

Armand yanked her hand away after saying this.

"I am sorry that I didn't mean this..."

Armand didn't listen to her explanations. His assistant came in with coffee. Armand told his assistant, "Do not let this woman in if she comes to the office again in the future!"

The assistant nodded constantly as he had never seen Armand being such furious.

Phoebe said, "OK, then I will never let you see me again." While holding her tears.

She ran out after saying this. The assistant was holding the coffee. Phoebe saw that apparently but she ran into the assistant and broke the cup. The hot coffee was poured to Phoebe. The assistant wiped her and said, "Are you OK? This was just made."

Armand clenched his fist, seemingly hiding to stand something.

Phoebe didn't move, looking at him, "If this was in the past, you had come to check on me whether I was burned. You cared about me a lot. Do you hate me now just because I left you?"

Armand didn't talk back.

Armand's assistant picked up the broken cup and left quietly. He didn't want to interfere as he thought that the woman had some relationship issues with Armand.

"Armand, I love you. And I have never changed. Believe it or not, I will never let you see me again since you don't want to see me," Said Phoebe. After saying this, she left.

Phoebe left, without hesitating, this time.

She was sure that Armand will catch her up.

He loved her so much before.

Armand was in dilemma. There was a voice talking to him, asking him to catch her up and ask her the reasons why she left. However, there was another voice asking him to stay still, commanding him to stay clear from his ex-girlfriend since he had already been married.

However, in the end, he caught Phoebe up, not for love, but just for an answer.

Phoebe deliberately slowed down her pace after walking out of the office, to wait for Armand to catch her up.

"Tell me why you left?" Armand was standing by the gate. And his hair went messy in the cold and strong wind.

He stared at the person that he used to love.

Phoebe heard the question but she turned a deaf ear on it. She walked faster.

At this moment, there was a car that was moving fast towards her.

Phoebe was desperate and she knew that Armand did not love her anymore since he came out so late. And he was married. She didn't estimate that they could be together again. She had to be cruel to hersel to get Armand back. So Phoebe ran to the road.

"Phoebe---" Armand rushed to her.

"Squeak---"

A car brake squeaking sound was ear-piercing!

Unfortunately, the car couldn't be stopped completely and it hit Phoebe and threw her away.

The driver was too surprised to react.

Armand ran over, and he held Phoebe's head. She fainted with blood on her head.

Armand dabbed her face, and said, "Phoebe, Phoebe."

She had no reactions.

This time the driver came over in fear, and said, "She, is she dead...?"

Armand looked at him angrily and yelled at him, "How did you drive your car?"

"She ran towards me. It's not my responsibility since I didn't hit her with my car...'

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"Stop talking nonsense. Send her to hospital as soon as possible." Armand held her in the arm. Seeing the driver was frozen on the ground out of fear, Armand shouted at him angrily, "Quickly move the car and send her to the hospital! See what's behind you? Do you believe I will make it your responsibility even if it's not your responsibility?"

The driver looked back and saw the lawyer's office, assuming that man must be a lawyer.

He ran to open the door of his car quickly.

There were both good and bad lawyers.

Those skillful lawyers knew how to talk. They can turn innocent people into guilty and make a prisoner innocent.

If they were helping a good person, that'd be good in nature. But if they were helping bad people, that'd be bad for the society.

It was better not to offend this kind of people.

Soon the driver drove to the hospital. Phoebe was sent to the examination room. Armand was waiting outside. The driver was afraid that Phoebe's injury would be his responsibilities. He explained, "I was driving normally and she suddenly came up. I really shouldn't bear any responsibility."

Armand looked at him coldly, "If she is safe, you are good to go. But if she has any problem, you couldn't escape."

"What, what do you mean?" the driver looked at Armand, "Are you bullying me?"

Armand laughed, and he turned the driver's finger which was pointing at him, "Don't you fear that somebody makes use of you because of your impulsiveness?"

The driver held back his hands suddenly, and he stayed silent in fear.

In a while, the examination room was opened and Phoebe was taken out. Armand went over quickly. Phoebe still fainted although her wounds were taken care of.

The doctor came over and said, "She is alright now, just with a slight concussion. The wounds have been disinfected. I have some medicines for her. Please take them from the pharmacy. She'll be discharged as soon as she wakes up."

"Okay, thank you." Said Armand.

The driver aside took a relief, "Thank god that she is okay."

The driver was afraid to pay the medical bills if Phoebe had any trouble.

Armand looked at the driver, throwing the doctor's prescription to him, "Get the medicine. Hurry up."

"The money..." The driver stared at Armand and said, "As you have obviously seen that I was totally innocent. It was only because she walked too fast. I shouldn't offer this money."

Armand took out his wallet and gave him some cash. It was indeed Phoebe's fault. Phoebe was to avoid him so she walked too fast. She might be very angry at that time. So, she didn't notice the car towards her. "Watch your way in the future."

"Yes sir, yes sir." The driver took the money and nodded again and again. Everything was acceptable as long as he didn't have to pay.

Phoebe didn't wake up until the afternoon.

The driver left. Armand let him go.

He did not fault it and Phoebe was alright.

Armand stayed, regardless of their arguments. He couldn't leave her alone since she was hurt.

"Ouch, that is so painful." Phoebe frowned and she wanted to touch her forehead.

Armand stopped her, "Don't move. You have wounds on the head."

Phoebe stared at him, "Armand? - Are you caring about me?"☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐