Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap
Chapter 345 Relive an Old Experience

"I won't take any person." Armand Bernie didn't dare to play with the life of the two of them.

Phoebe Lewis smiled with satisfaction and told him the address, then she changed tone again, "Don't take anybody there, I'm not joking. If you dare to take some people there, I will definitely throw them in the sea to feed the fishes."

Armand's nerves were tense but he didn't want to be outdone, "I told you, I won't take anyone there. But if you dare to hurt them, you will be in trouble!"

He finished speaking and hung up the phone, strode out of the hospital, got in his car and headed for the address she had given him.

His car sped up very fast and it didn't take too long before he reached the beach. He stopped the car and walked down. At that moment, he received a phone message from Phoebe, "Take the boat, to the southwest direction."

Armand pressed off the phone and looked for a boat. At the side, there was an angler who was fishing. Armand walked over, "Can you take me out to sea?"

Then he took out his wallet and gave all the cash inside to the angler who was tying the rope. "I won't let you take me for nothing."

The angler was very skinny, he looked about fifty years old and he had dark skin. Looking at the money that Armand had handed over, he calculated in his mind how much money it was. Armand actually didn't take too much cash with him, only about a little more than two thousand.

"Where are you going?" the angler asked. If he went to the deep sea, he wouldn't go.

"To the southwest," Armand said.

The angler thought for a while. That place was backed by mountains, so they didn't go there very often, it was out of the way. "Why are you going there?"

There was no one there, and there was not even a place to stay.

Armand knew that the angler was a little perplexed. He didn't know how to explain it, but he could just replace a justification to persuade him. "I'm going there to replace a friend who took a boat there. He hasn't come back yet, so I want to go and check."

The angler thought for a moment, took the money from his hand and said, "Okay. Come up."

Two thousand was a lot.

Even if he went out to the sea, he would not make so much money.

Armand stepped up to the wet splint and said thank you.

The angler smiled a little embarrassed. After all, he got money from him, so it could be considered a business relationship. Say thank you was unnecessary. Armand stood on the splint full of fishy smell, and looked at the magnificent sea. His heart was going up and down, like the movement of the boat in the sea. The angler was familiar with that place, so he quickly adjusted the bow of the boat and drove it very fast.

About fifteen or twenty minutes later, Armand saw a boat in front of him and let the angler approach.

Seeing him standing in the bow, Phoebe sudden had mixed feelings, but they disappeared. Things had already come to that point, and she had no way out. She was not resigned to her life, otherwise, looking at Armand and the other women getting married and having children, she could only be alone for the rest of her life. No, that was not what she wanted.

If she couldn't get what she wanted, it would be better to die. Anyway, she wouldn't let those who gave her a hard time have a good time either!

Soon, Armand also saw her. The angler asked, "Is it that boat?”

Armand nodded.

The angler leaned his boat over, set up the pedal and said, "Be careful."

Armand let out a sound, and stepped on it without the slightest hesitation.

The two boats were connected each other by a wooden board who was not very wide. When Armand set foot on it, it was a little swaying, and the angler stood up to support him. Phoebe smiled and said, "Why did you come so fast? Are you worried about your grandma or about that woman?"

Armand walked down the wooden board and looked at her with a solemn expression, "Where are they?"

Phoebe came over and stretched out her hand to touch his collar. "Why are you so anxious?" she said. Her movements became softer, "If I let you come here, of course I will make you see them." Armand stood straight, and lowered his eyes to look at her hand, "If you want to do something just aim at me."

Phoebe smiled, "Of course I aim at you. If they had nothing to do with you, I wouldn't catch them, right?"

Armand said coldly, "Tell me, what do you want? I'm here now, shouldn't you let them go?"

"If I let them go, will you still be kind with me?" Phoebe pointed his chest with the finger. "Do you think I'm stupid?"

"Tell me, what do you want?"

Phoebe hooked his belt and walked into the cabin. Armand didn't move, and Phoebe looked back at him, "Don't you want to see your grandma and that woman?"

Armand clenched his hands into fists.

Phoebe knew that he was angry, but she also knew that, in order not to put in danger the two women, he wouldn't not react easily.

The cabin was very narrow and there was not enough space, moreover it was very messy. Theresa Gordon and Mrs. Leslie were tied up in the back of the shelf. Theresa looked very bad, he stepped over to see her, but he was retained by Phoebe, "Don't rush..."

Before she could finish speaking, he wriggled out from her.

"Oh, oh..." Mrs. Leslie tried to tell him that maybe Theresa was pregnant, and that he must save her and keep her safe.

But she couldn't speak, except saying the word "oh".

Armand thought she was scared and didn't imagine at all that she was worried about Theresa. He said softly, "I won't get you into trouble."

Theresa's eyes were blurred, she felt a sharp and strong pain in her lower abdomen and she could only spit out two words from her dry lips, “Save me..."

Armand didn't hear clearly, and he wanted to get closer to her, but he heard the voice of Phoebe behind him, "If you dare to get a step closer, I will blow them up."

Armand stopped, and when he turned around, he saw Phoebe holding a bomb controller in her hand.

He looked around and, as expected, he found a bomb in the corner.

"Phoebe!" He was filled with rage.

Phoebe was not afraid of his murderous look and let out a brilliant smile, "Don't be so fierce, I'm scared."

Armand tried to suppress his overwhelming anger, "What are your conditions?"

Phoebe walked in front of him and caressed his chest softly with her finger like a small snake, and then she wandered around, and stopped in front of his collar. She unbuttoned the button of his collar and her expression became a little erratic. "Do you still remember the first time we were together?"

Armand pressed his lips tightly, but didn't answer.

Phoebe looked at Theresa, stroke Armand's chest and then kept talking, "You were afraid of hurting me and you whispered softly in my ear that you loved me, that you would be kind to me forever, do you still remember?"

Armand grabbed her moving hand, "Just tell me what you want.”

He would have preferred that things never had happened between him and Phoebe. All the beautiful things of his first time had been ruined by that woman. Now there was nothing good about it, and he just felt sick. How could he fall into such a scheming and bigoted woman?

He thought that maybe he must have been blind to take a fancy to her.

"What do I want?" Phoebe pretended to be shy. "What about, if we do it again? Let's relive that old experience. I'm sure you remember it very well. After all, the first time you became a real man, it was on top of me."