Snare of Love
Chapter 841 Their Thoughts

"You better not regret what you've said," said Theresa. She was worried that things would return to how it was before once Armand's grandmother woke up. Armand hugged Theresa and said, "I won't"

And he will prove it to Theresa.

"Come take a nap in my arms," Armand stroked Theresa's face, but she pushed his hands away. She didn't like Armand to goof around regardless of the occasion.

Armand acted like he was in pain as he pretended that Theresa had touched his wound. Theresa immediately looked nervous, "Did I touch your wounds?" "Yeah," Armand nodded.

Theresa felt guilty as she was why Armand got injured. It needed more than ten stitches to seal his wound. How would it be healed in just two days? "Come, let me have a look." Theresa wanted to see if Armand was still bleeding.

Armand said, "I'm fine. Let me lean on you."

Theresa soon realized, "You're pretending it?"

Armand quickly shook his head, "No, my wound is here. Why would I pretend?"

"Did I touch your wound?" Theresa purposely pressed on Armand's wound. It really hurt this time. Armand moaned a little.

Theresa didn't press too hard. She scolded Armand a little, "Lie to me again, and you shall die in pain."

Armand leaned on Theresa's shoulder, "You'd let me?"

"Why not? I wanted you dead," Theresa purposely answered rudely and unreasonably.

Armand laughed and whispered to Theresa, "I'd die in your hands."

Theresa glared at Armand, "Why can't you stop joking around?"

Armand blinked his eyes and said, "Fine. I'll go back to sleep now then." Armand was telling the truth. Why did Theresa think he was joking around? Well, since Theresa didn't like it, then he might as well go back to sleep. Theresa nodded and said, "Sleep."

Armand and Theresa arrived in City C three hours later. Oscar got Theresa's call earlier, and he knew she was coming back to City C today. So, he waited in the arrival hall for Theresa way before their flight arrived.

Oscar wasn't wearing the colourful shirt he used to wear every day. He even had less than three colours in his entire outfit. It was a minimalistic look for Oscar.

Oscar was stunned when he saw Theresa and Armand walked out of the arrival hall together. Theresa told him that she was having a divorce when she left. It was the second time Theresa and Armand split up. Oscar thought Theresa and Armand were going to break up for good. He didn't expect to see Theresa and Armand come back to City C together.

Oscar would never let Theresa know that he had a thing for her if Theresa didn't tell him that she was having a divorce with Armand.

After all, Oscar was way older than Theresa.

Oscar was a little lost.

"Uncle," Theresa waved at Oscar when she saw him standing at the entrance.

Oscar hid his embarrassment with a cough, and then he smiled at Theresa, "You're back."

Perhaps it was Armand's sixth sense. He felt that Oscar was uncomfortable. Well, perhaps Theresa was the reason why.

Armand had doubts that Oscar might have a thing for Theresa earlier. He confirmed his doubts now.

"Uncle," Armand reached out his hand, "Thanks for taking care of Theresa when she was here." Oscar shook Armand's hand, "It's my job as an elder."

"I need to thank you for helping me to take care of her," Armand emphasized the word 'helping me'.

"The car's outside. Let's go," Oscar walked in front of Theresa and Armand.

Armand held Theresa's hand and followed Oscar.

"Why are you holding my hand so tight?" Theresa wanted to get her hand out of Armand's.

Armand subconsciously did that. He was afraid that somebody might take Theresa away from him. He loosened up and apologized, "I didn't do that on purpose." Armand helped to put their luggage on the boot when they arrived at the car. Theresa was already sitting in the car when Armand got into it.

Oscar said, "Let's go grab a bite."

"Sure," Theresa replied, "You have a good taste in choosing restaurants."

It was because Oscar always brought Theresa to good restaurants when she was here earlier.

"Hey uncle, why didn't you wear your

colourful shirt today?" Theresa

suddenly noticed what Oscar was

wearing today. Oscar used to love

colourful shirts, but today, he was

wearing a white shirt and a grey casual coat.

Oscar held tight on the steering wheel, "I've changed my preference."

Armand pretended that he didn't see Oscar's nervousness. He told Theresa that he felt tired, then he leaned on Theresa's shoulder to rest.

Theresa didn't notice what these

two men were thinking. She continued, You've loved your colourful shirts for all your life. Why the sudden change? I've been asking you to change your habit of wearing a colourful shirt for so long, but you insisted. What's the

trigger?"