Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap
Chapter 308 I Can’t Bear to Leave You

Theresa was lowering her head, "He still doesn't understand what I really care about."

The thing that she wanted was Armand could be honest to her and didn't keep any secret between them. She hoped that he could tell her all about him, whether it was about his parents or Phoebe. She felt that honesty was the most important quality for either couples or lovers.

He kept emphasizing that there was nothing happened between Phoebe and him. However, why didn't he just tell her first at that time?

He actually had lots of opportunity to tell her about it. Even if he forgot to tell her on a call, he should also tell her when he met her at the office. However, he just said nothing.

"He can't provide me a sense of security. So, it's better for us to be apart now than we make do with each other."

Boyce was looking at Theresa's back. He didn't expected her to be so determined and she was really assertive.

Armand must work hard by himself if he wished to get her forgiveness and let her accept him.

The part that he could help him on it was really limited.

"Then, I just pass him to you. I still have some matters to settle. Do you need me to call someone to assist you if you are too busy on taking care of him?" Boyce actually was free but he just felt that he wanted to give them space to get along with each other.

"No need, I can take care of him by myself. If I am not able to do so, I will call a temporary caregiver." Theresa also didn't want to trouble Boyce.

"That's great. Just call me if there is anything that you need my help." Boyce said.

Theresa nodded.

Boyce was leaving after that. Theresa walked him to the door. She was looking at his back when he was leaving. Then, Theresa closed the door of the ward.

Armand was lying there with his topcoat.

He was suffering as he had drunk like a fish. Armand was murmuring continuously, "Sick, I am feeling sick."

Theresa walked over and stood by the bed. Then, she asked him, "Where is the part that makes you feel sick?"

She had no idea whether Armand was really in the state of unconsciousness or he was pretending to be unconscious. He turned over in bed. "I am awful. I am feeling sick all over. I felt sick in my heart." Theresa had made some struggle in her heart. "Since we have been together, I will only take good care of you for this time."

She bent down and took off his topcoat. However, Armand was not cooperating. He was lying there and he didn't move at all. Thus, Theresa was not able to take off the other sleeve of his coat. She frowned and said, "Armand."

Armand was in a daze, "Hmm?"

"You will be uncomfortable if you sleep with the topcoat. Make a move and I will help you to take off your coat."

Armand opened his eyes and he seemed like he just saw Theresa in his semi-consciousness. He was grinning. "It's you, Theresa."

Theresa was speechless.

He really drank like a fish. He was totally filled with the smell of alcohol.

He pulled Theresa's sleeve, "Please don't go, okay? I can't bear to leave you."

Theresa pursed her lips.

"I am sad because you want to leave me. Then, I drank too much accidentally. You are not angry, right?"

Armand grabbed Theresa's shirt and rubbed it with his face. "Theresa..."

Theresa grabbed her shirt away, "You are drunk."

"I am not drunk." Armand seemed like going crazy after drinking. He growled and he seemed to be distressed and very helpless. "Why don't you believe in me?"

Theresa lowered her eyes, "I really want to trust you but you have never given me a reason to do so."

Suddenly, Armand turned over in bed and opened his eyes. He was staring at her with his bloody red eyes. It was obvious that he had drunk a lot. He spoke with his hoarse voice, "I will listen to you on everything in the future, is it okay?"

Theresa was stunned. He...he was not drunk?

At that moment, she had no idea what to say.

"You...are not drunk?" Theresa asked.

No one was answering her. Armand closed his eyes and he seemed like falling into a deep sleep.

Theresa called him, "Armand."

However, she still didn't hear any answer.

After a while, Theresa heard his even breathing.

Armand was really drunk and he had fallen asleep at the moment.

Theresa was speechless.

At the same time, she was relieved too. If Armand was not drunk, she must have no idea how to continue the conversation.

However, Armand just turned over and she could just take off his topcoat.

She placed his topcoat on the bedside and took off his shoes as well. She then put them nicely on the bed and pulled the quilt to cover his body.

She went to the bathroom and took a basin of warm water. Then, she used it to wipe his face and hands.

Mrs. Leslie still had not awoken. The doctor had come to check her room at the night time and said that all her parts were normal. After she had settled Armand, she sat on the sofa and took a rest.

She had not slept for the whole night and she was feeling tired at that moment. Then, she heard Armand's voice when she was in a daze and was going to fall asleep.

"Thirsty, I'm thirsty." His eyes were closed and he felt an intense pain at the parts of his stomach and throat like they were burnt on fire.

Theresa got up to pour a glass of water for him.

"Thirsty." He was murmuring continuously.

Theresa sighed and then she brought the glass of water over. She assisted him to get up. After that, she placed the water near to his lips and tilted the glass. Armand felt the water and drank in a big gulp.

He felt that the dryness and pain in his throat was relieved a little bit after he finished drinking a glass of water.

"Do you want to have some more?" Theresa asked.

Armand did not answer her question and he seemed to fall asleep again. Theresa placed him down and used the quilt to cover him. Since she saw that he was sleeping soundly, she went to put the glass down at the other side.

On the other hand, Matthew who had finished the meal with them went back to the Nelson family. Dolores and their two children were all staying there. Even though he did not want to see Victoria, he still went there.

The villa looked bright as it was lighted up. He heard laughter coming from the villa through the door. He had no idea what they were doing. He pushed the door and saw Jayden who was watching the TV news in the living room. Then, he also saw Dolores who was wrapping dumplings with their two children in the dining room. It seemed like they were having fun and the two children were very happy.

Thomas walked over and called him softly, "Young master."

Matthew threw his topcoat to him and walked in.

"Daddy." Simona who was holding a dumpling that was just wrapped by her in her hand ran towards him with her short legs as she wanted to show off her dumpling in his front. "Daddy, look! This is the dumpling that I wrapped, does it look nice?"

Matthew bent down and carried his daughter. He smiled and replied her, "Hmm."

"Daddy, come and join us. Mummy have made many dumpling of different ingredients. We can make seafood and pork-stuffed dumplings, garlic chives and eggs dumpling and also beef dumplings. Which one do you like to have?"

Matthew pinched his daughter's small little nose, "Daddy likes the dumplings that you wrapped."

"Daddy, you think the dumpling that I wrapped look nice, right?" The little girl was holding the dumpling in her hand and showed it to Matthew.

Matthew was looking at the 'dough' which was held in his daughter's hand. His eyelashes were flapping. He was sure that he couldn't recognize it if Simona didn't tell him that it was a dumpling.

Obviously, it looked like a dough and he did not replace out any sign of dumplings on it at all.

"Who taught you to wrap dumpling?"

"Mummy." Simona answered proudly.

Matthew walked over. There were two kinds of dumplings on the table. One of it looked very delicate and another one looked really bad. Matthew laughed lightly, "You didn't inherit the true ability of wrapping dumpling from your mummy."

Simona was blinking her eyes as she did not understand his words.

Dolores raised her head and looked at him, "Do you think the dumplings that I wrapped look ugly?"

Matthew shook his head, "No, it's not ugly."

It was obvious that it looked so nice and delicate.

Samuel showed Matthew the dumplings that were wrapped by Dolores, "This is the dumpling that is wrapped by mummy. Does it look nice?"

It could be considered looking like a dumpling.

Matthew looked at his son, "Didn't you the one who wrap this dumpling?"

"This is the dumpling that was wrapped by mummy." Samuel just revealed the true answer.

Matthew headed up and saw Dolores who seemed like asking him, "Is it really like that?"

"I have not wrapped dumplings before this." That was the first time for her to wrap dumpling. Furthermore, she just learned it from Victoria.

All those delicate dumplings were made by Victoria.

"All these dumplings that looked delicate were wrapped by grandma. They look beautiful, right?" Samuel headed up and asked Matthew while looking at him.00000000