Chapter 303: Chapter 303

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Theresa slowly turned around. With this movement, she realized that her legs were numb. She bent down to rub her knees. Armand quickly walked over to look at her legs, “Aren’t your legs okay?”. Theresa remained silent.

Armand reached out to massage her legs, but Theresa pushed him away.

“I don’t need to bother you.”

Armand lifted his head, “I have something to tell you, last night…”

“You were with Phoebe.” His words were firm. It wasn’t a question, it was a firm statement.

Armand’s eyes widened, “How did you know?”

Theresa laughed, “A reunion of past boyfriends, wasn’t that fun?”

Armand felt uneasiness in his heart, “Don’t get me wrong, there’s nothing going on between me and her, she asked me to keep her company for one night…”

“I know.” Theresa pointed to the smudge of lipstick on her neck. She wanted to tell him nonchalantly, ‘Isn’t she just an ex-girlfriend?’

‘Wasn’t it just one night? I don’t care.’

But she wasn’t as gentle as she wanted to be, AND she couldn’t stand this kind of deception!

“I’ve already seen it, you don’t even take my feelings into account, are you showing it to me on purpose?”

Armand reached out to touch her neck, carmine stained his hands. He remembered that, as he was about to leave, Phoebe had hugged him, refusing to let him go. It seemed to him that she had kissed his neck then, it must have happened during that time.

“Please listen to me, we didn’t do anything. She was the one who kept bothering me, I’ve already told you everything clearly…”

“Armand!” Theresa cut him off. He lifted his head, keeping the tears from escaping, “Let’s break up on good terms. It’s lucky you didn’t get the record. What happened in White City, let’s treat it as just a charade. I’ve already packed all our things.”

He took out what Mistress Leslie had given him and put it on the bed, “I shouldn’t have taken this from the beginning. Now that I’m leaving, even more so I shouldn’t take it. If you want to keep it for yourself, or if you want to keep giving this to Mistress Leslie, it’s up to you. Seeing as we’re still acquaintances, let’s not make things too awkward.”

She turned to look at Armand. With all her might, she squeezed out an awkward smile, “I’ve already said everything I wanted to. Finally, I wish you happiness.”

As she finished her words, she took out her suitcase and went to open the bedroom door.

Armand snatched the suitcase from her hands, “I won’t let you leave!”

“Who said it could end like this?” Who are you to say it’s just a farce? You’ve already put on your wedding dress, and you’ve promised God that we would stay together, in front of all my closest family and friends. How can you leave like this? Let me tell you Theresa, you can’t even leave here!”

Theresa wiped tears from the corner of her eyes, “Armand, you’re an adult, don’t be so childish.”

“How can I be childish?” retorted Armand.

Theresa took a few steps back, her tone especially firm. She admitted that she liked him a little. However, she could not accept disloyalty.

She couldn’t quietly resign herself, so she could only give him up.

“What you’re doing now is very childish, if you don’t want to talk properly, we can go the legal route.”

Armand’s Adam’s apple bobbed up and down, what was he talking about?

The legal route?

“How do you intend to go the legal route?”

Theresa clenched her fists and forced herself to remain calm. “We don’t have a marriage certificate, so, first of all, our marriage is legally invalid. First of all, you cheated on me, so I have the right to make my boundaries clear, so you can’t harass me.”

“I have not cheated on you.” Armand reiterated, “I already told you, nothing happened between us…”

“You didn’t come back all night, and there’s even a lipstick stain on your neck. Then you tell me nothing happened between you two. Armand, do you think I’m a three-year-old girl?”

“Why don’t you believe me? You wanted me to keep you company for one night, and then you won’t bother us anymore from now on.”

Theresa laughed heartily, until tears came to her eyes. She wiped them away, “Armand, do you really care about me?”

“Of course.”

“You treat me like family?”

“Of course, we sleep in the same bed, of course we’re very close.”

“So you’re hiding something from me?” Armand remained silent.

Yes, but it wasn’t about Phoebe, it was about her parents.

He didn’t think it was anything serious.

“We all have something we don’t want to talk about, don’t we?”

“You told your ex-girlfriend, but you don’t want me to know. You said we were the closest family. But, it seems like you’re even closer to her than you are to me. She can share your secrets with you, but in my case, I don’t know anything.” Theresa didn’t want to be around him anymore, wasting her time.

“Give me back my suitcase.” She softened her voice, allowing herself to calm down.

She shouldn’t accuse him right now.

If she had decided to break it off, there was no point in pointing fingers.

The more she got tangled up in this, the more pain she felt.

It would be better if she cut things off.

“I won’t.” Armand didn’t let go of her.

“There’s not much inside anyway, it’s okay if you don’t want to give it back.” Theresa didn’t want her suitcase anymore, she didn’t want to debate with him anymore.

She opened the door to her room.

“I’m not taking the divorce!” Armand hugged her from behind.

“I’ve already said our marriage was invalid, I’m not divorcing you. Now that I’m leaving, can’t you leave me a good final impression?”

“I don’t want to.” Armand was totally desperate. Theresa was being very serious, and she really wanted to leave. Her words, her actions, were too firm.

“There’s really nothing between me and her, she was drunk and tricked me into coming over…”

“What are you doing?” Mistress Leslie had heard the commotion. When she listened carefully, it sounded like Armand and Theresa were arguing. Without even having time to put on her clothes, she dressed and went outside.

At a glance, sure enough, they were the ones arguing.

Noticing the suitcase behind Armand, Mrs. Leslie was surprised, “You guys, what are you doing?”.

Mrs. Leslie, very uneasy, pointed at Armand, “Have you done something wrong to make Theresa angry?”.

Armand let go of Theresa, and went over to comfort Mistress Leslie, “We’re fine, you go back to your room first.”

“Seeing them like that, how am I going to get back to my room?” Mistress Leslie shouted, slapping him on the back. After slapping him, she said hurtly, “You’re an adult now, why do you keep worrying me every day?”

“It’s my fault.” To calm Madame Leslie down, to appease her anger, Armand quickly admitted his mistake.

“If you want to admit your mistakes, do it to Theresa.” Mistress Leslie ignored Armand and reached over, tugging on Theresa’s hand, “Theresa, if he’s done something wrong, spank him. They just got married, how can they go off like that? On my behalf, forgive him one more time.”

Theresa didn’t want to make Mrs. Leslie sad. However, she was even less willing to remain close to Armand, “Grandma, there is no right or wrong between him and me, our personalities are incompatible, that’s why we have decided to break up. I think in the future he will find someone more suitable for him…”

“There will be no one more suitable!” Mistress Leslie interrupted her, “Yesterday you cooked for me and helped me wash my feet, were you already thinking of leaving then?”

As she said this, Mistress Leslie’s eyes reddened. She gripped Theresa’s hands tightly without letting go, “What do you dislike about him, tell me, I’ll teach him a lesson on your behalf. Promise me you won’t leave, okay?”.

Theresa lowered her head, tears streaming down her face, “I’m sorry Grandma.”

Mrs. Leslie’s body shuddered, “You’re still leaving?”

Just then, the doorbell rang.

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