Snare of Love
Chapter 839 Are You Nuts

"Okay. Give it to me then. Right now." Theresa was furious.

"Here you go." Armand walked to her, wanting to hug her. She pushed him away, "Leave me alone. Give me the divorce agreement tomorrow."

After that, she turned away. Armand rushed over to grab her, "Theresa..."

"Hey, your noodles are ready. If you don't need them, you should pay for it." Right then, the owner of the noodle restaurant walked over. He served the noodles but couldn't replace Armand. When he came out, he found Armand was at the door.

Armand said to the owner, "I'll pay for it."

Theresa tried to shook him off, but he gripped her tightly, "I'm hungry. Go back with me."

"You are hungry, just go ahead to eat." Theresa was still angry.

Armand said with implication, "I want you to be with me."

"Armand Bernie, do you know how disgusting you are?"

"I'm sorry, Theresa."

Theresa was quite angry. However, Armand's sudden apology made her calm down for a few seconds. She gazed at him for a moment. The anger suppressed in her heart faded away in silence. Armand pulled her back to the noodle restaurant and saw the noodle on his table.

The owner was afraid that he would sneak away. Holding the QR code, he urged Armand to pay.

Armand pulled out his cell phone and paid. Then he tossed the phone on the table. Picking up the chopsticks and the bowl, he picked up a piece of beef to Theresa's mouth, "Eat it."

Theresa frowned, "I've had dinner. I'm not hungry."

"Just take a bite." Armand put it closer to her mouth, insisting.

Theresa glared at him, "Are you nuts?"

"You can take me a lunatic." Armand smiled.

Theresa didn't want to be stared at by others as if she had something wrong. She opened her mouth and ate the beef from him.

Armand smiled and asked, "Do you want some noodles?"

Theresa glared at him, "If you keep making fun of me, I'll be mad at you."

Armand stopped. Lowering his head, he picked up some noodles and pressed them into his mouth. He asked, looking unintentionally, "When you were in City C, did Oscar take very good care of you?" Theresa didn't know he was asking her tentatively, so she answered, "Yeah. He's the elder, so he treats me very well."

That was the truth, so she didn't need to lie to him.

Armand still lowered his head, "What about you? Did you take good care of him?"

"He's good to me, so I should be good to him as well." Theresa immediately realized that something was wrong, "Why do you suddenly talk about him?"

Armand raised his head and smiled at her, "Nothing. Just asking."

Theresa looked away, "You'd better hurry up. Don't talk nonsense."

Armand had no appetite at all. He said, "Theresa..."

He wanted to tell her if she wanted to replace a boyfriend after divorce, he didn't hope that the man would be Oscar. He was much older than she, and Theresa was still so young. They couldn't be happy for a long time. He wanted Theresa to replace a man of the same age.

Suddenly, his cell phone received a message, which was a piece of location sharing information. Theresa cast a glance at the ID. She was Armand's client. Armand cast a glance and didn't pay any attention.

He wanted to continue speaking his unfinished words to Theresa. Theresa asked, "Someone messaged you just now. Don't you want to have a look?"

Armand took a glance and said, "No need to rush. Theresa, if you want..."

Again, before he could finish his words, a call interrupted him.

Armand frowned. He disliked this call coming at such an inappropriate time. Theresa said, "Go ahead to answer it. Probably it's something urgent."

Armand put down the chopsticks. Unwillingly, he picked up the phone and swiped to answer. No one spoke on the other end of the line. He only heard some noises and exclaims. Faintly, he could tell that it was from his client. He looked up at Theresa, "Something might happen to my client."

Theresa raised her eyebrows, “So?"

Armand stood up and said, "I don't have time to tell you the details, but I think her husband must be a cornered beast who's something desperate now."

Theresa followed him, "I'll go with you."

Armand didn't want her to go with him, afraid that there would be a danger.

"Isn't your client a woman?" Theresa implied that she was worried about him.

Armand looked at her and suddenly smiled, "Okay, come with me. You can keep an eye on me."

Theresa retorted, "I'm not keeping an eye on you."

Armand smile and didn't speak.

There were a lot of cabs in front of

the hospital. Soon, they hailed a cab. Armand tabbed the location

information that was received just now the destination was a community. He raised his eyebrows. His client told him that she was staying in a hotel earlier.

The location seemed to be where her house was, as he could remember her registered property record, which was in this community.

Soon, they arrived at their destination. Armand didn't rush in recklessly alone. Instead, he informed the property management staff and go upstairs with him.

The staff lead Armand and Theresa into the building and asked, "How did you know something happened to this residence?"

Armand said, "I'm a lawyer. The couple staying in this apartment is going to divorce. The wife wants to wipe her husband out. Probably it caused some conflicts."

The staff understood. Soon they arrived at the door. The staff raised his hand and knocked on it, but there was no response from the inside. The staff kept knocking on the door. After a while, someone answered from the inside, "Who is it?"

"I'm from the property management office. Your neighbour downstairs reported the leaking from your apartment. We want to check your bathroom."

"We didn't open the tab. How could there be a leak?" the man refused.

"We need to check the pipes. If you don't want us to check them, there must be something wrong and you feel guilty. If the neighbour comes upstairs and kicks on your door, you'll be in trouble. We should avoid making a fuss on such a trifle, right? Please open the door."

After a moment of silence, the door was opened. The man saw another two persons who were not from the property management office, he became quite alert, "Who are you two?" he asked.

Armand said, "I'm a lawyer. I just received a call from my client. I'm here to meet her."

"She's not home!" The man stood at the door, not willing to let them in.

"Let's take a look if she's home or not," said the staff from the property management office.

"Without my permission, if you break into my apartment, I can sue you for trespassing." The man tried to close the door, but Armand stopped him, "Let me check if she's home or not."

"Fuck off!" The man increased his

strength and wanted to close the door. The staff of the property management office could tell that this man looked quite guilty. He helped Armand push the door open. The man was bounced a few s steps

back. He snapped in anger, "Are you

having a death wish?"

"Where is your wife?" asked the staff.

Armand looked at the half-closed door of the bedroom and wanted to go over. The man pulled him to stop, "Stop making trouble in my apartment. Get out!"

Armand winked at Theresa. He pressed the man and let her go to the bedroom to check if there's anyone there.

The staff was also sensible. He blocked the man's way.

Theresa approached the bedroom and saw a lot of blood. A woman was lying next to the bed in a coma.

She said, "She's in the bedroom."

Armand and the staff looked at the man, "Stop lying!"

When the man was arguing with his wife, he had lost his mind. Right then, the fact that he had beaten his wife was disclosed, so he became angry from embarrassment. He pushed the other two men away and got a kitchen knife from the kitchen, "None of you can leave here today!"

Theresa pulled out her cell phone and was about to call the police. The man could tell her intention. He waved the knife at Armand and the staff, rushing to Theresa to grab her phone.

"Watch out, Theresa!" Armand widened his eyes. Theresa raised her head, only to replace that the man rushed to her with the kitchen knife.

She was startled. At this critical

moment, a black shadow passed by

Armand and rushed over. He kicked away the man. The man reacted fast. When he bumped at the bed, he raised the knife and wanted to cut on Theresa's head. Armand pulled her into his arms. The man cut down so fast that Armand couldn't run with Theresa. His arm was cut. Right then, the staff from the property management office called another two coworkers on duty. They rushed in together, knocked down the man, and grabbed the knife from his hand.

"It's my family business. None of your fucking business. Let me go!" the man was still yelling while his face was pressed against the floor.

"We've called the police," said the staff.

Theresa was still frightened. She looked extremely pale because of what had happened just now. Seeing that blood was staining Armand's white shirt, she returned to her senses, "Are you injured?"

Armand took a look at his arm and frowned slightly, "Nothing. It's not serious."

They didn't know how deep the wound was, but it bled a lot. Soon, half of his sleeve was stained by blood.

"Let's go to the hospital, Armand." Theresa was worried about him and felt sorry for him. She pulled the other hand of his.

Right then, the police arrived. The staff from the property management office should have reported that someone was injured on the scene. The medical staff followed in.