Snare of Love
Chapter 833 I Don’t Blame You

However, Theresa had been hiding her emotion very well. Armand couldn't tell anything.

She looked pretty calm and he couldn't tell if she was happy or angry. She whispered, "Okay."

The strength that Armand's faked instantly collapsed. He wondered if she could let go of him so completely.

For a moment, bitterness and soreness surged in his heart. He forced a smile, "All right."

He pulled out his cell phone and called his coworker. The call was answered pretty soon, "Please bring the divorce agreement that I asked you to draft last night to the cafe opposite our firm." His coworker answered. He hung up the phone.

Theresa could see something emotional flashed through his eyes. However, when Armand put down the phone and looked over at her, his eyes were quite calm.

"Is Mrs. Bernie sick?" Elizabeth behaved way too weirdly.

She didn't address Elizabeth as Grandma because she still had a knot in her heart.

Armand hummed, "She has Alzheimer's disease."

Theresa could notice his helplessness in his tone, "It's alright. I just need to spend more time to take care of her," he added. Theresa was surprised, "How could it be?"

Not long ago, Elizabeth looked quite spirited. Theresa couldn't understand why suddenly she was sick, seemingly quite serious.

Armand said, "She's getting old. It's quite normal."

"It must be quite difficult for you." He must be extremely careful when taking care of Elizabeth. Moreover, Armand was the only family for his grandmother. No one else could share the burden with him. Armand's lips parted, "When I was little, she brought me up. Now she's aged, I should take care of her. It's my responsibility. My grandpa passed away quite a long time ago, and my parents were gone embarrassingly. She has suffered a lot of difficulties in her life. I understand her, so I've been always obedient and respectful to her. It's just you have been wronged so much."

Probably Theresa had already let go of it until now, so she didn't want to be bothered by their past, "Let's just forget the bygones."

"However, the harm for you can't be erased. I apologize to you on her behalf." Armand stared at her deeply.

Right then, the waiter served their drinks. Theresa wanted to tell him that she wouldn't blame Elizabeth since they had broken up. However, when the waiter approached, she swallowed her words back. Then she picked up the water and took a sip.

Armand thought for a while and added, "After we divorce, if you can meet a good man who can take care of you..."

"I'll consider marrying him," Theresa interrupted him.

Armand lowered his head, "After all, it's all my bad."

"Please stop saying such words," Theresa turned around and peered out of the window, "Why hasn't your coworker come yet?"

Armand said, "I don't know. Let me call him again." After that, he picked up his phone. When he was about to dial the number, his phone started ringing. He swiped to answer, only to hear the exclaims from the other end of the line, "Bad news, Mr. Bernie. Bad news! Your grandmother rolled down the stairs."

"What happened?" Armand immediately stood up.

"She said she was thirsty, so she asked me to pour her a glass of water. While I was getting her the water, she went to the stairs and fell from them."

"I got it." Armand hung up the phone.

"What happened?" Theresa faintly overheard that someone fell.

Armand didn't hide it from her, "Grandma fell from the stairs. I must go back."

"I'll go with you." After all, it was a matter of life and death.

Armand glanced at her gratefully and didn't speak. He strode out of the cafe. After paying the bill, Theresa trotted to follow him.

The ambulance had arrived. Elizabeth was carried out from the firm. Armand ran over. The receptionist was freaked out and couldn't stop crying. When seeing Armand, she immediately explained, "Mr. Bernie, didn't mean to do it."

Armand asked her to keep an eye on Elizabeth, but Elizabeth fell. The receptionist believed that she needed to take responsibility.

Armand ignored her and followed the doctors into the ambulance. Although Theresa was quite worried, she didn't follow them. Soon, she would have nothing to do with Armand, so she didn't believe that she should be involved in their matters. Standing in front of the ambulance, she looked at Armand and was about to leave. Right then, Elizabeth called her name.

Armand hurriedly grabbed Elizabeth's hand. Her face was covered with blood. A doctor was bandaging her to stop bleeding.

"Theresa..." she called again.

Theresa looked back. Right at this moment, Elizabeth's mind seemed to be quite clean. Looking at Theresa, she said, "I'm sorry."

Although Theresa had a lot of complaints towards her, right then, looking at Elizabeth's wrinkled face and tearful eyes, Theresa couldn't blame her at all. She said to comfort Elizabeth, "I don't blame you, Mrs. Bernie."

"She doesn't blame me. She doesn't blame me..." Elizabeth muttered to repeat. She lay down and said to Armand, "She doesn't blame me."

Armand looked over at Theresa. Their gazes met in the mid-air. The doctor closed the door to block their gaze. Soon, the ambulance roared away.

Theresa pulled out her cell phone and sent Armand a message: "Please let me know after Mrs. Bernie is fine."

Soon, she received Armand's rely, "Sure."

Theresa hailed a cab and wanted to see Dolores's baby in the villa. The cab stopped in front of the villa and she paid the fare. A jeep was pulled over after the cab was gone. She looked back, only to replace that Noah and Chloe were getting off from it. Noah asked Chloe to be careful, and the latter smiled and said, "Get the things on the backseat out."

Noah got several boxes.

Theresa greeted them with a smile, "Hello, guys. I see you've brought some baby supplies. Are you here to see the baby?"

Chloe nodded.

"Let's go in together," said Noah.

Theresa said OK.

In the villa, Dolores was talking to Coral.

"Mrs. Nelson, could you please have a look at what kind of medicine this is?" When Coral was cleaning Jayden's bedroom, she accidentally knocked off a bottle of medicine. She knew the words on the bottle but she didn't know what the medicine was for. She had seen such empty bottles in Jayden's bedroom last time already.

Dolores didn't know either, "Let me check," she said.

She pulled out her cell phone and searched on the browser. Right then, they heard the doorbell. Coral went to answer the door. Dolores was alone, reading the search results.

The longer she stared at the phone, the paler she became. Her hands were trembling when holding the cell phone. She was shocked.

How could it be?

"Excuse me, Mrs. Nelson. Ms. Gordon and Mr. Harris... What happened?" Coral was standing at the door. Before finishing her words, she found that Dolores was quite pale. She walked in. Dolores hurriedly put away her phone and looked at her, "Pardon me, please?”

"I said we have guests," answered Coral.

Dolores said, 'I see. Please receive them for me. I'll go out later."