Chapter 616: Chapter 616



“You…”

“Mr. Bernie, please stop talking nonsense in front of me, I don’t have time for that,” Theresa Gordon said before calling Coral, who was busy preparing dinner in the kitchen.

Armand Bernie clenched both fists and smiled, “Are you trying to avoid me? If you’ve really cut loose, then it should be easy for you to stand up to me, shouldn’t it?

It’s easy to make others misunderstand the way you behave,” he said.

“Oh, don’t be ridiculous!” said Theresa coolly.

Armand stood up suddenly, both arms pressed on the arms of the sofa. He looked down and said, “Yes, I’m being ridiculous!”

Theresa pretended to be calm and replied, “Please get out of my way!”.

Coral poked her head out at the sound of Theresa’s voice, but quickly retracted her gaze when she saw Armand and acted as if she hadn’t heard anything.

Lucy saw that Coral didn’t come out and said, “Didn’t Theresa call you a moment ago, why didn’t you go then?”

Coral hastily waved Lucy to silence and whispered, “I can’t come out now.”

“Why?” said Lucy. She didn’t know about Theresa and Armand’s relationship, but Coral knew and explained it to Lucy. “She’s fighting with Armand right now, so it’s not right to bother them right now, it’s better to give them some space.”

Lucy whispered back, “Ah, so they’re a couple.” Coral nodded.

In the living room, Theresa turned around, but there was still no sign of Coral coming out, feeling a little nervous, she wanted to call back, “Co…”

Before Theresa could finish, Armand quickly covered Theresa’s mouth. “Since you no longer have feelings for me, then there’s no need to avoid me.”

Theresa forcefully pushed him away and said, “Are you out of your mind?”

The force knocked Armand back two steps and his calf hit the tea table. He swayed a little before steadying himself, “I wish I could be crazy too, but I can’t!”.

He took a step forward and squatted down in front of Theresa, “Theresa, can you stop torturing me like this?”.

Theresa gripped the armrest of the couch tightly and her body trembled slightly, “You’re so funny, am I torturing you? Who do you think you are…?”

Before she could finish her words, she was blocked again by Armand. This time with his lips instead of his hands.

Theresa’s eyes widened.

Armand ignored her and continued to kiss her hard.

Theresa was stunned for a second, but recovered and pushed him harder, “Armand, you asshole!”.

“Indeed, I am no longer a human, and you can punish me as you wish. But you must give me an answer,” Armand said as he grabbed her hand. “You said you would punish me, and that, if I did, you would give me a chance to start over.”

“That’s impossible!” Theresa refused without hesitation.

Theresa vowed that she would never be with any man again in her life. Being alive was hard enough, where was she going to have the strength to talk about relationships?

“I’ll marry anyone no matter how ugly or short, as long as it’s not you, Armand,” she said firmly and unemotionally.

Armand’s heart lurched.

As much feeling as one could have it would still have been washed away by these words.

“You…you…”

“I’ve said it many times already, haven’t I? You’re the one who keeps bothering me, do you know how annoying you are?”

“Theresa, your words are really hurtful. You’re going to make me give up if you keep this up,” Armand said, his eyes red-rimmed.

“Have you ever been nice to me? In fact, I’d appreciate it if you’d give up on me. I’m worried and upset by your annoyance and I would really appreciate it if you would let me go.” said Theresa.

She quickly got up from the couch, ignoring her incompletely healed wound and stared at Armand.

With tear-filled eyes, she said, “You have no idea how much I hate you. I want to slap you so badly right now, do you know how much I hate you?”.

She hates me.

She hates me.

Armand kept repeating in his head.

Theresa’s words were sharp as knives, Armand’s eyes flared, his lips quivered, as if he had been hit by a strong gust of wind.

Armand paused before saying, “Then I’ll do it for you.”

Slap!

Armand slapped his face with all his might. “Is that enough for you?” asked Armand, looking at Theresa.

Theresa never expected Armand to actually slap himself. She stared at Armand, stunned and confused.

“If you think slapping me will calm you down and make you feel good, then that’s fine with me,” Armand said.

He grabbed Theresa’s hand tightly and brought it back to her face forcefully. Theresa felt her palm numb from the impact.

When Armand tried to throw a second punch, Theresa clenched her fist and pulled her hand away. “If you want to get angry, do it alone! Don’t drag me down with you.” said Theresa.

“No, I must drag you into this! Even if you have stabbed me many times, I will still harass you. Let me tell you this, Theresa, you can never get rid of me!” said Armand, laughing.

“Call me crazy or even a creep, it wouldn’t bother me at all. If you want me to stop bothering you, there are only two ways. The first, that I lose my memories and forget about you. Or the second which is my death.”

Theresa could no longer control her emotions and began to cry profusely. Evidently, her heart had been broken, but she still stayed strong.

“If you think that by saying and doing these things you’ll get a second chance, keep dreaming!” she said.

Theresa limped back to her room.

Armand was puzzled for a second, but quickly recovered and chased after Theresa, hugging her tightly. “The wound on your leg hasn’t fully healed yet, walking like this may cause more injury. Let me carry you in my arms,” he said.

This time his weight was much lighter than before.

“Let go of me! I don’t need your help.” Theresa struggled, continuously pounding Armand’s chest.

“If you don’t mind causing trouble for others, then keep fighting,” Armand said. Despite Theresa’s protests and struggles, Armand did not let go.

Entering the room, Armand closed the door and placed Theresa on the bed. As much as Theresa struggled, Armand gripped Theresa’s hand tightly.

“You can hate me, think I’m annoying, I don’t care, I’ve already made up my mind not to listen to you anymore. Instead, I will go my own way to pursue you. If you want to reject me, that’s your problem, if I want to chase you that’s my problem. I may not get you to accept me, but you will never be able to convince me to give you up,” Armand said.

Theresa’s tears rolled down her cheeks, she could still vaguely see the finger marks on Armand’s face. “Do you really think that by doing it this way I’ll take you back?” she said.

“I’m not asking you to accept me, but I still have the right to pursue the person I love, you have no control over that!” said Armand.

Armand stood up and tidied his wrinkled clothes. He straightened his back and smiled, “I will introduce myself one more time, my name is Armand Bernie and I currently run a law firm. I can’t guarantee that my future wife will have a rich and lavish lifestyle, but she will never have to worry about food and clothing. Unfortunately, my parents are gone, but I have an elderly grandmother. My conditions are not the best, but certainly not the worst.

Miss Gordon, I like you very much, and I have decided from this moment that I want to pursue your love. The pursuit of love and happiness is everyone’s right, you can refuse, but you can never stop me from pursuing you.

You may think I am shameless or have no dignity, but I don’t care. I just follow my heart and I don’t want to have regrets, therefore, no one has the right to stop me from pursuing my love.”

Theresa could no longer speak at that point and just kept crying.

Armand gently wiped away her tears, “Please stop crying, you will make me sad if you do.”

“Why are you making me!” cried Theresa.

“I have made it very clear, I only want to follow my heart, and no one must interfere!”. said Armand. He gently touched Theresa’s face, as he wiped away her tears. “Seeing you cry like this will make me not understand that your heart has softened.”

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