Chapter 293: Chapter 293



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Woman?

Armand didn’t think too much, and he didn’t even think about Phoebe Lewis. Phoebe would have no reason to meet him here, as they had met before.

Besides, as a famous lawyer, he had a lot of visitors.

“Make me a cup of coffee, please.”

“Sure.” His assistant headed for the tea room. Armand went to the meeting room. He opened the door and Phoebe was sitting on the couch, looking at the time. She seemed to be sick of waiting. When she heard the sound of the door, she raised her head.

Armand immediately came out as soon as he saw it was her.

Phoebe rushed to him, “Armand…”.

Armand looked towards her, “Please don’t ever come to see me. I’m already married.”

Phoebe didn’t mind Armand’s coldness, she grabbed his hands tightly and said, “I went straight to your house when I was on my way back. But you weren’t there.”

“Then what do you want from seeing me again?” Armand’s eyes turned cold and calm, as he looked down at his arms held by Phoebe, “Are you thinking we can get back together?”

His voice suddenly became serious and firm, then he said, “Phoebe Lewis! We broke up!”

gⱯlnσν𝓮𝓁s․com is where magic happens Why was she looking for him?

“If you didn’t want me to find you, disappear forever. Don’t let me ever see you again.”

Armand pushed her hand away after saying this.

“I’m sorry that happened…”

Armand didn’t listen to her explanations. His assistant came in with coffee. Armand told his assistant, “Don’t let this woman in if she comes to the office again in the future!”

The assistant nodded steadily, as he had never seen Armand so furious.

Phoebe said, “Okay, then I won’t let you see me again.” As she held back her tears.

She ran out after saying this. The assistant was holding the coffee. Phoebe saw him apparently but ran to the assistant and broke the cup. The hot coffee was poured into Phoebe.

The assistant cleaned her up and said, “Are you okay? This just got done.” Armand clenched his fist, apparently hiding to hold something in.

Phoebe didn’t move, looking at him, “If this was in the past, you would have come to see if I’d been burned. You cared so much about me, now you hate me just because I’ve left you?”.

Armand didn’t answer.

Armand’s assistant picked up the broken cup and left quietly. He didn’t want to interfere as he thought the woman had some relationship problem with Armand.

“Armand, I love you. And I have never changed. Believe it or not, I won’t let you see me again since you don’t want to see me,” Phoebe said. After saying this, he left.

Phoebe left, without hesitation, this time.

She was sure that Armand would go after her.

He loved her very much before.

Armand was in a dilemma. One voice was speaking to him, asking him to go after her and ask her the reasons why she had left. However, there was another voice asking him to stay put, ordering him to stay away from his ex-girlfriend, since he had already married.

In the end, however, he went after Phoebe, not out of love, but just for an answer.

Phoebe deliberately slowed her pace after leaving the office, to wait for Armand to catch up with her.

“Tell me why you left.” Armand was standing by the door. His hair was tousled in the cold and strong wind.

He was staring at the person he used to love.

Phoebe heard the question, but turned a deaf ear. She walked faster.

At that moment, there was a car speeding toward her.

Phoebe was desperate and knew that Armand didn’t love her anymore since he left so late. And he was married. She didn’t think they could get back together. She had to be cruel to herself to get Armand back. So Phoebe ran toward the road.

“Phoebe…” Armand rushed toward her.

“Creeak—”

The screeching of a car’s brakes was too loud to the ears.

Unfortunately, the car couldn’t quite stop and hit Phoebe, knocking her over.

The driver was too shocked to react.

Armand ran over and grabbed Phoebe’s head. She collapsed with blood on her head. Armand wiped her face and said, “Phoebe, Phoebe.” She did not react.

This time the driver came over in fright and said, “She, is she dead…?”.

Armand looked at him angrily and shouted, “How did you drive your car?”.

“She ran towards me. It’s not my responsibility since I didn’t hit her with my car…”

“Stop talking nonsense. Take her to the hospital as soon as possible.” Armand held her by the arm. Seeing that the driver was frozen to the ground in fear, Armand shouted angrily at him, “Move the car quickly and take her to the hospital! Do you see what’s behind you? Do you think I’ll hold you responsible even if I’m not?”

The driver looked back and saw the lawyer’s office, assuming that the man must be a lawyer.

He ran to open his car door quickly.

There were good lawyers and bad lawyers.

Those slick lawyers knew how to talk. They could turn innocent people guilty and make a prisoner innocent.

If they helped a good person, that would be good by nature. But if they helped bad people, that would be bad for society.

It was better not to offend these kinds of people.

Soon the driver was on his way to the hospital. Phoebe was sent to the examination room. Armand waited outside. The driver feared that Phoebe’s injury was his responsibility. He explained, “I was driving normally and she suddenly appeared. I shouldn’t have any responsibility.”

Armand looked at him coldly, “If she is safe, you can go. But if she’s in any trouble, you won’t be able to escape.”

“What, what do you mean?” the driver looked at Armand, “Are you bullying me?”

Armand laughed, and turned his finger from the driver who was pointing at him, “Aren’t you afraid someone will use you because of your impulsiveness?” The chauffeur suddenly pulled his hands away and fell silent in fear.

After a while, the examination room opened and Phoebe was brought out. Armand rushed over. Phoebe was still passed out, although her wounds had been dressed.

The doctor approached and said, “She’s fine now, just slightly concussed. The wounds have been disinfected. I have some medicines for her. Please take them to the pharmacy. She will be discharged as soon as she wakes up.” “Okay, thank you.” Armand said.

The driver, off to the side, was relieved, “Thank heavens she’s okay.”

The driver was afraid to pay the medical bills if Phoebe had any problems.

Armand looked at the driver and tossed him the doctor’s prescription, “Get the medicine. Hurry up.”

“The money…” The driver stared at Armand and said, “As is obvious, it was totally innocent. It was only because I was walking too fast. I shouldn’t offer this money.”

Armand took out his wallet and gave him some money. Indeed, it was Phoebe’s fault.

Phoebe wanted to avoid him and that was why she was walking too fast. She could be very angry at that moment. So she didn’t notice the car heading towards her. “Watch your step in the future.”

“Yes sir, yes sir.” The driver took the money and nodded again and again. Anything was acceptable as long as he didn’t have to pay.

Phoebe didn’t wake up until late afternoon.

The driver left. Armand let him go.

He didn’t blame him and Phoebe was fine.

Armand stayed, despite their arguments. He couldn’t leave her alone since she was hurt.

“Ouch, that’s too painful.” Phoebe frowned and wanted to touch her forehead.

Armand stopped her, “Don’t move. You have head injuries.”

Phoebe glared at him, “Armand? – Are you worried about me?”

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