Snare of Love
Chapter 346 Let’s Die Together

Theresa Gordon never felt so disgusted before. She was only able to hold herself back by firmly biting her lips.

Mrs. Leslie could feel Theresa's tremor. However, she could only worry, she couldn't say anything.

"Why? Don't you want to agree?" Phoebe Lewis leaned on his chest, "Don't forget that your grandmother and that woman are still in my hands."

Armand Bernie's face turned blue. He grabbed her neck, "You must have death wish."

It was painful.

Phoebe couldn't breathe. She felt like her neck was about to be snapped. Her face looked distorted as she struggled to squeeze out a choppy voice from her throat, "You can strangle me to death." Armand didn't go easy on her at all. At this moment, he really wanted to kill this woman. He snatched the controller in her hand and coldly said, "Phoebe, do you know how disgusting you are?" Phoebe laughed hoarsely. She sounded harsh and awful like the sound old bellows made, "Did you think that I'm stupid enough to not have a backup? You can try and strangle me to death to see if they'll die with me!"

Phoebe was very sure.

Armand hesitated. He didn't dare gamble on his grandmother and Theresa's lives. Although he wasn't willing to do so, he still pulled Phoebe away.

Two men rushed in from the outside when Phoebe fell to the floor and made a noise. They had a detonator and machetes in their hands. This was prepared by Phoebe way before. If she was in danger, she would let them detonate the bomb in the ship.

Phoebe covered her chest as she lay on the ground. She breathed heavily. She only felt more comfortable after oxygen went into her lungs again.

She raised her head and looked at Armand after she recovered. She giggled, "You really care about them."

However, Armand just stared at the two men that just came in.

Phoebe got up from the floor and stood in front of Armand, "Do you really want to save them?”

Armand had gone cold and crazy. He wanted to kill her. Of course, he wanted to get them out of here.

Phoebe only raised her head and looked at Armand after she fixed her messy hair, "You can save them if you want to."

She winked at the two men, and they immediately understood her. They put the machetes on Theresa and Mrs. Leslie's necks.

"You can choose one from the two of them. I'll immediately let her go," Phoebe laughed like she succeeded.

She knew Armand and Mrs. Leslie's relationship. Even if he liked Theresa, he would never abandon Mrs. Leslie.

Armand looked tense, "I'm taking both of them away!"

"I know that I would most likely die after today, so I need someone to accompany me. Or else I would feel lonely on my journey to the afterlife."

She already spent all her savings. She even offended Cody and angered Armand. Even if she could walk out of here alive, these two people wouldn't let her go. She had already expected the worst. Armand was extremely furious. He gritted his teeth, "Phoebe Lewis!"

Phoebe flinched. It was her first time seeing Armand go this mad.

However, she immediately became calm again. She was the one in control after all. As long as he cared about those two women, he would compromise.

"Choose one," Phoebe acted arrogantly. She was the dominant player now. She was the winner.

Mrs. Leslie was agitated because she wanted to tell Armand to choose Theresa. She was already old, so it wouldn't matter if she lived one more day or one day less. However, Theresa was different. She was still so young, and she was most likely pregnant.

No matter how it would be calculated, saving Theresa would be the best choice.

However, Theresa was very quiet. Her messy hair covered her face. Even her despair was silently covered up. It was moisty and sticky under her body. She already knew what happened even if she didn't take a look. It was very painful. It wasn't physical pain, but emotional pain. It was an indescribable pain as if a saw was tearing her heart apart.

She had thought of aborting her child before, but she also anticipated. Right now, she knew very well that her child had already left her.

She often saw people talking about heartache on books and television before. She thought that it was just an adjective. However, she knew very well now that the heart could really ache. It felt so gloomy and numb that she couldn't breathe.

"If you still won't choose, I'll let both of them die with me," Phoebe impatiently said.

This was a difficult dilemma. He didn't want to give up on anyone. As blood gathered to the center of his pupils, he hoarsely spoke, "I'll let you do whatever on me. Let the both of them go."

"No," Phoebe firmly rejected, "I just want you to choose for one to live and one to die. No matter who you choose, you'd live in remorse forever anyway. I want you to live a life like hell and get entangled in nightmares every night!"

This was also why she captured and brought Mrs. Leslie and Theresa together.

"Save...Theresa..."

Mrs. Leslie struggled to squeeze out two words. But Armand understood her. However, she was the one who raised him. How could he abandon her?

He shook his head. He couldn't do that. He couldn't give up. Or else he would really live his life in remorse forever, just like what Phoebe said.

He couldn't.

However, as he looked at Theresa, she didn't look good as well. If anything happened to Theresa, he knew that he would definitely live his life in torment forever. He didn't even know if he could live up to old age.

Armand used up all his courage in his life and spoke, "Theresa, I was raised by my grandmother..."

The subtext was that I couldn't abandon the person who raised me.

Theresa lowered her head. She didn't think that Armand was wrong in his decision. Everyone said that the gratitude for being raised was greater than being born. There wasn't anything wrong with him choosing the person that raised him.

However, she didn't know why, but she felt hurt and sad. Her tears fell down uncontrollably.

"If anything happens to you, I'll..." accompany you.

At this moment, Mrs. Leslie's anxiety and anger hit her, and she passed out.

Armand wasn't able to finish talking.

In an instant, Armand said to let his grandmother go.

It was an expected answer, and Theresa already felt numb. It was better to just die than live in pain.

Phoebe let the two men take Mrs. Leslie out. When they passed her by, they secretly put the detonator into her hand. Phoebe silently put her other hand behind her back.

She walked up in front of Theresa as if nothing happened, “Did you see that clearly? He's just a heartless person."

Theresa raised her head and looked at Phoebe through the gaps between her hairs. Her voice was hoarse, "I don't think he's wrong. If a person don't even care for his own family, is he still a human?"

Phoebe was extremely angry. It was as if this sentence angered her. She grabbed her hair, "You're still so stubborn when you're about to die...Bang!"

A loud bang sounded! Phoebe suddenly flew away and hit on the iron sheets of the ship's walls. It shook so hard that the entire ship swayed. Armand rushed in front of Theresa and untied the ropes on her hand, "I'll get you out of here."

However, at this moment, he saw the blood spilling on her back. His hands trembled, "Are, are you hurt?"

"Ahem, then let's die together!" Phoebe pressed down the detonator on her hand.000