Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap
Chapter 983 She Was Not Alone

"I'm asking you guys. Why aren't you talking?" Armand put the gloves he took off onto the table.

Theresa walked over and whispered, "Amanda is coming back."

Armand froze for a moment, then said, "That's good. She comes back proves that she is willing to face us. All the unhappy things have finally been over,"

Theresa patted Armand on the dust that had fallen onto his clothes when he was moving things just now and whispered to him, "Joshua and Bonnie are here. They can now take over and instruct the workers. Let's go back."

She had her own ideas. On the one hand, she didn't want to disturb the two in setting up their new room, and on the other, she wanted to go back and tell Matthew and Dolores that Amanda was coming back. Armand didn't understand and said, "Joshua is getting married. His own parents are not caring for him, then we should care for him, isn't it?" Theresa was unhappy hearing that, "Did you buy this house? Did you pay for the wedding? How is it that they are not caring about him?" "What's the point of just paying it? You have to put your heart into it, isn't it?" Armand gave Joshua a look, a look like I loved you the most. Joshua smiled but didn't say anything.

Theresa ignored Armand and said goodbye to the two children before leaving.

Armand saw that and hurriedly caught up with her, "Wait for me."

Theresa continued to ignore him.

"Hey, why are you angry with me again? Just go if you want to leave, how come you get angry about that?" Armand spoke nicely to her. Theresa gave him a stern look with total contempt.

Armand wrapped his arm around her shoulder, "Let's go and have something to eat before we go back."

"No," Theresa said icily.

"Why?" Armand hugged her even tighter. It was indeed funny and heart-warming seeing Armand still looked like this at this age.

He was indeed a good husband, too, to put aside his pride and please his wife.

"I'm not hungry."

"Then you can company me to eat some."

"You go on your own."

"Forget it. I won't eat either." Armand pitifully opened the car door and let her go in first.

Theresa sat in the car, "I'll make it for you when we get back."

A smile immediately appeared on Armand's face as he ran to the front and got into the driver's seat.

The car soon came to a halt.

This was the house they bought after Armand's grandma had passed away. It was far from the city, but it was quiet and big too, with a dozen rooms upstairs and downstairs and a big yard.

When they bought it, they chose this big house, considering that Joshua was here and they were afraid of not having enough place to live when they all came over together.

Now that Armand didn't run the company anymore and it was wholly passed over to Joshua to manage it, he had been idle and usually followed Theresa around. The clothing shop was Theresa's business, and she had been running it for a long time, and it was doing quite well. Armand was now her chauffeur and bodyguard, following her all the time.

When Theresa got out of the car and headed for the house, she told the man beside her, "Go wash some vegetables and I'll cook you noodles." After saying that, she went towards Dolores's room.

Armand stood in the living room and asked, "Aren't you the one cooking for me? Why do I still have to wash the vegetables?"

"Then you do it yourself." Theresa replied to him.

Armand was speechless.

He might as well not have asked.

Knock, knock.

Theresa knocked on the door when she reached the door.

She knocked again, seeing that no one opened, but still no response.

'What's going on?'

Theresa twisted the handle to push open the door, but there was no one inside at all. Armand then ran over, "By the way, I forgot to tell you. They said they had to go out today and they wouldn't be home." "Why didn't you say earlier?" Theresa closed the door behind her and walked over. Armand looked at her with a pitiful look, "I had forgotten it, didn't I?"

Theresa headed to the kitchen and asked, "Did they say going anywhere or doing what?"

"They seem to have gone to visit Jessica and Kevin. Kevin's not in good shape, and the doctor said that he would only make it until year-end." Armand followed into the kitchen, took the vegetables out of the fridge and put them in the washing sink, "All of us have to go through this when we get old."

Theresa leaned against the edge of the counter and looked at him, "What are you lamenting about again?"

"I'm telling the truth." Armand looked up, "Do you think that Kevin would have survived this long if he hadn't been with Jessica and taken care of by her?"

"What do you mean? Didn't Kevin take care of Jessica too? They were supporting each other."

"Hey, I didn't say anything either." Armand smiled, "Can we also live to be ninety like them?"

"You can live to be a hundred." Theresa lifted the pot lid, and the water inside was boiling. She took out the noodles and put them into the water.

"I live as long as you live." Armand put the washed vegetables into the basket.

"Why do you still look like this?" He was like this when he was young and still like this now.

It hadn't changed at all.

Armand didn't care about it.

Joshua and Bonnie went to the airport for pick-up. Bonnie asked on the way, "Your sister is back. Will your brother come back?"

"I didn't get in touch with him," Joshua said.

Of course, he was hoping that everyone could come back and take the opportunity to have a reunion.

However, he understood that the nature of Andrew's work was extraordinary.

Bonnie nodded, "He just looks like your dad."

Joshua turned his head to look at her, "You mean I don't look like my dad?"

"You've stayed with Mr. Bernie for a long time, and your nature is quite similar to his," Bonnie commented.

Joshua didn't say anything. He was indeed the more cheerful type in nature.

When they arrived at the airport, it wasn't the time yet, so they went to the waiting room to sit and wait.

They both went to the exit when they heard the information about the landing flight.

There were many people at the exit. Joshua was tall enough to scan the crowd, and finally, he saw it.

And yet.

He saw that she was not alone.