Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

Armand stared at his cell phone for a long time. He didn’t reply to the message immediately. He imagined that she sent him a message because she missed him instead of discussing the divorce with him.

He had expectations and fear in his heart.

Plucking up his courage, he swiped to unlock the screen. With hesitation, he tabbed to read the message.

Theresa didn’t enter too many words, “I’ll go to find you tomorrow. Please get the divorce agreement ready.”

Reading the few words, Armand couldn’t help feeling disappointed. Without thinking twice, he replied: “Have you made up your mind?”

Actually, he wanted to ask her why she could make the decision so soon.

He knew that he shouldn’t question her, but he couldn’t help.

He felt quite upset.

The message tone didn’t ring at all. Theresa didn’t reply.

Before sending Armand the message, Theresa had made up her mind, so she didn’t reply to his last question.

Armand tabbed the contact list open and wanted to dial her phone number. He wanted to ask her why she could adjust her mood so soon and if it was because of another man. Thinking about her grievance, he gave up although he was so upset.

Leaning against the back of the chair, he closed his eyes.

After a while, he suppressed his surging emotion. Then he picked up his phone again and replied: “I’ve got it ready.”

He tossed the phone onto the passenger seat after sending the message. Then he started the engine and drove. As soon as he arrived home, he heard something smashed in the house. He hurriedly pushed the door open and entered, only to find that Elizabeth was scolding Bertha, “Who do you think you are? Why can’t I go out? You can’t stop me!”

Armand rushed over and said to Bertha, “Please don’t mind her.”

Bertha said, “I know. I don’t mind.”

“You can go back to work,” said Armand.

Bertha turned away.

“Armand, she doesn’t allow me to go out,” Elizabeth pulled Armand and complained, “You should fire her!”

and asked, “What are you going to do after

looked blank, wondering what she was going

But she couldn’t remember.

“Bertha doesn’t let you go out for your own good. There are bad men outside.

How come there are

helplessly, “I’m

“For real?”

“Yep.”

sleep, Armand went back to his bedroom. He turned on the laptop and started working on the divorce agreement. He had done such

argue and they didn’t break up. It was just

out a bitter smile. The most abusive thing in this world was to draft

divorcing

matter how hard he reminded himself, as long as he realized that he was drafting his own agreement, he couldn’t enter

the end, he gave up. He called a lawyer in his firm and said it was for a client,

take time. When she got stubborn, Bertha couldn’t calm

client had arrived at the law firm, waiting for him in

woman saw Armand pushing an old lady in and thought that he had a new

to stay

help me find the lawsuit...” As she had expected, her

“Okay...”

at

The woman was confused.

frowned and whispered to his grandmother,

mistook

Who else is she if she was not Theresa? She’s carrying your baby in her belly. Good girl, come

pulled her and said, “Good you’re safe

seemed to guess what was going

right. All right.” Elizabeth didn’t want to let go of the woman’s

to regret

“I’m sorry for that.”

and said,

said, “Shall