Chapter 658: Chapter 658



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Boyce said, “Very well. I’ll send my men to keep an eye on her.”

“Call me if there’s anything.” Matthew took a sip of water, resting as he leaned against the back of the couch.

Explore gαℓησv𝒆ℓs․com for fresh content Boyce sat sensibly beside him. He didn’t speak to disturb Matthew.

In the next room, Theresa had been thinking for a long moment before responding to Dolores. She got up, walked to the window and looked out.

“I don’t care about him. It’s just…I hid the reason I broke up with him, and I feel sorry for him.”

She wasn’t telling him the truth, but hiding something she didn’t want to face.

“I don’t want him to break down over my affair.” He had done it for her sake.

And also for his own sake.

His health problem was like a telephone, which could not be called. His existence was strange and unacceptable to others.

“Do you know why Armand hadn’t shown himself?” Dolores knew she felt slighted. She could not face the fact. However, being unable to give birth was not a dead end. What if Armand didn’t care?

Why couldn’t Theresa give him and herself a chance?

They could face it together, couldn’t they?

“He had a fight with someone in a bar, and their faces were full of wounds and bruises. That’s why, he didn’t show up at our wedding.” Her words echoed in Theresa’s mind.

“Is he badly hurt?” Theresa turned to give him a look.

Dolores looked at her, “You’ve broken up with him, haven’t you, why do you still care if he’s been seriously injured?”

She intentionally wanted to rip Theresa’s costume off. Theresa really cared about Armand, but she was too stubborn to admit it.

“I’ll call him. You can ask him yourself.” Dolores stood up, walking toward the door. Theresa was quick to pull her back, “No, please don’t, I don’t want to see him.”

“Why don’t you want to see me?” Suddenly, the door was pushed open. Armand was standing in the doorway. He took off his sunglasses, exposing the bruises at the corner of his eyes. He looked at Theresa, “What kind of excuse have you been holding out on me?”

Dolores looked at Armand and grabbed Theresa’s shoulder, “You’d better tell him. If you really want to break up with him, you should let him know the reason. He has a right to know.”

After finishing her words, Dolores walked out the door, leaving them the private space.

Theresa ducked her head. She wanted to get out of the room too. When she reached the door, Armand grabbed her wrist and pulled her back into the living room. He closed the door as well.

“You must tell me what you have kept from me. If not, I won’t let you go.” Armand was quite aggressive.

Theresa held on with both arms, unsure.

She didn’t even dare to look Armand in the eye, “I have kept nothing from you.”

“Really?” Armand obviously didn’t buy it.

“Something to do with Oscar?” Armand grabbed her by the shoulders, forcing her to look at him.

Theresa was quick to shake her head, “No. It has nothing to do with him.”

She only asked Oscar to help her. She didn’t want Armand to misunderstand him again and get her in trouble.

“If it has nothing to do with him, then with whom?”

“Please stop asking. We’ve broken up. Please don’t bother me,” Theresa growled, trying with all her might to break free of his grip.

Armand clenched his fists, staring at her for a few seconds. “Okay. If you’re not willing to tell me, I’ll go ask Dolores. I think she should know.” After that, she turned around and was about to leave.

“Stop, Armand!” Theresa stopped him.

“Don’t make trouble out of nothing.”

It was Dolores’ happiest day. If he was going to bother Dolores about her business, Theresa would be very sorry.

She didn’t want to bother others.

“If I couldn’t meet her, I wouldn’t give up today.”

Armand knew Theresa didn’t want him to bother Dolores. Hence, he would become more aggressive to force himself on her.

Suddenly, Theresa laughed, “Do you really want to know?”.

Armand replied without hesitation, “Yes.”

“Very well.” Theresa sat down on the couch. He snorted coldly, “Dolores always suggested I tell you plainly. Okay. I’ll make it clear to you today.”

Armand looked at her, beginning to feel uneasy and nervous. A bad feeling arose in his mind.

He pretended to be calm to give Theresa a look.

Theresa looked at him slowly, “I…in the future, I could never have a baby in my entire life. That’s what I’ve been keeping from you. Are you happy now?”

Armand thought he had misheard something, “What…what do you mean?”

The next second, Theresa lost control. She burst out laughing as she looked up at the ceiling, tears in her eyes, “What do I mean? I mean that I can never be a mother in my life. I’m not a complete woman. Now you know that. Are you happy? Huh? Are you satisfied now?”

Armand gave the impression that he had been struck by lightning. He couldn’t believe it at all: “You’re lying to me. You’re intentionally lying to me. We already had a baby, how come you can’t be a mother anymore?”

“Yes, I was pregnant before,” Theresa suddenly interrupted him. She stood up, staggered over to Armand, grabbed his hand and put it on her belly, “In order to survive, I decided to remove my uterus. Therefore, I can no longer give birth. I don’t have this functional part in my body, do you know that?”

Armand shook his head, backing away step by step, “You are lying to me. You’re lying. How is it possible…?”

“Because I would have died if it hadn’t been taken from me. That’s why, to stay alive, I chose to take it off. That’s all.”

She wiped her face, “Now you know. Do you still want to be my boyfriend?”

Armand was surprised. Right now all he could hear was a buzzing sound. He didn’t even know where to put his hands. Clutching his hair not knowing what to do, he didn’t want to believe a word Theresa had said.

It was not only cruel to Theresa, but to him as well.

Suddenly, he raised his head and looked at her, “It’s false. You made it up to lie to me, didn’t you?”.

Theresa walked over to the couch and sat down. Resting her chin, her back to Armand, she shed tears. She thought it was very difficult for her to face such a situation. However, when she finally said it, she did not feel as affected as she had imagined. She gradually calmed down and calmly said, “I’m not lying. It’s the truth. Now you know it. Go away.”

How could Armand leave?

He knelt before Theresa on one knee and grabbed her hand. Though she struggled, he did not let go. Grabbing her hand, he asked in a hoarse voice, “Is this the reason you insisted on breaking up with me?”

“Of course not,” Theresa immediately denied. He said ruthlessly, “Because I don’t love you.”

“I don’t think so!” Armand lifted her hand and kissed it, “I don’t care. I really don’t care. And what does it matter that we don’t have children. It’s enough for me to have you. You should trust me. You shouldn’t have kept it from me.”

Theresa sniffled. Tears blurred her vision, so she couldn’t see him clearly, “Now you’ve met my condition. Why won’t you let me go?”

Armand shook his head, pressing his face against hers, “No matter what you are, I like you as deeply as before. I’ve never changed my love for you.”

Theresa bit her lower lip, doing her best to hold back tears, “You don’t care. Do you grandmother?”

Armand stiffened. It was the most realistic problem.

“We can adopt children and tell her they’re our biological children. We’ll find a way anyway.”

“What about you, don’t you want to have your own child?”

Armand raised his head and looked her in the eye. To make her believe him, he didn’t dodge her gaze at all. He said, stressing each syllable, “It’s enough for me to have you.”

“But, I don’t think so.” Theresa was still shy. She dared not face the fact that they would never have children of their own in the future.

“What must I do to prove it?” Armand glanced around and saw a fruit knife on the table. He picked it up, “Do you need me to kill myself to prove my life to you?”

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