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âReally?â Theresa obviously wasnât buying it.
Armand immediately stretched out three fingers and swore to the heavens, âIf I lie, I wonât be a man for the rest of my life. Is this cruel enough?â
Theresa stood up. âI wonât believe a punctuation mark youâve said.â Armand was speechless.
âI have to go to work later. So you wonât sleep through the night, Iâll give you a blanket.â After that, Theresa headed for the bedroom, and Armand immediately followed her.
âI came all this way to see you, and all you give me is a blanket? Where do I sleep?â
Theresa looked calmly back at him and made a gesture with her mouth. âOn the couch.â
Armand was speechless.
He had stayed up all night to come see her, and she would only let him sleep on the couch?
âTheresaâ¦â
âThere are only three rooms here. You should know who stays in the other twoâ¦tell me, which room do you want to sleep in?â Theresa crossed her arms in front of her chest and gave him a look.
galnovels . com brings magic to life Dolores used to live here, except for Theresaâs room, the others belonged to Dolores and her two children. He certainly wouldnât go to Doloresâ room. Even if she wasnât there, he couldnât sleep in that room. In fact, he could use the two childrenâs room.
But he didnât want to sleep in the two childrenâs room. He still thought Theresaâs room was the most suitable. A flattering smile appeared on his face.
âI think your room is suitable.â
Theresa reached out to stop him. âDonât even think about it!â
âI donât understand what you said,â Armand said recklessly, reached down and reached under her arm. He jumped onto the bed and held the quilt.
âIâm very sleepy. I want to sleep.â
He buried his head in the comforter, and there was Theresaâs breath and scent.
Though her face had changed, the fragrance of her body was unchanged.
She hugged the quilt greedily.
Theresa was enraged and bit her lip. She wanted to drag him away, but thinking that her strength was not as strong as his and that she would not be able to get him out of bed if he refused to move, she withdrew her hand, stood by the bed and said, âArmand, I didnât expect you to be so naughty. Itâs all right, you can sleep, tomorrow Iâll go somewhere else and you wonât find me.â
Armand immediately sat up. âThis isnât how it works.â
He grabbed Theresaâs hand and gave the impression he was wrong. âTheresa, my good Theresa, can you stand to watch me sleep on the couch after driving all night?â
Theresa looked at him coldly. âI donât believe it.â
Armand, like a poor child, got out of bed and turned away with his head down.
âDonât try to win my sympathy.â Theresaâs voice grew softer. âGo get cleaned up and go to sleep.â
Armand nodded âmeekly,â but laughed inwardly. It was still more useful to feign pity. That worked on this woman.
If Theresa knew what he was thinking, sheâd definitely throw him out.
âYou go out first.â
Armand was obedient and immediately left the room. He knew there would be no good consequences if he opposed her.
It was almost six oâclock in the evening. He went to the kitchen to check if there was anything to eat. Theresa had bought a lot of things yesterday. He didnât want to eat out alone, and decided to fix something at home.
Armand rolled up his sleeves and washed his hands. He took out eggs and bread. He didnât know how to cook complex dishes, but he was fine for frying an egg and making toast. Seeing these things in the fridge, he knew that Theresa must make her breakfast this way.
When the eggs were fried and the toast ready, she put them on a plate, fetched a cup and poured herself some fresh milk.
Theresa cleaned up, dressed neatly and went out. Noticing that he had made breakfast, she couldnât help but raise an eyebrow and walked over. âI didnât know you could make breakfast?â
Armand smiled. âIâm willing to do anything for you.â
Theresa snorted coldly. âDonât try to bribe me with a meal. Could I live forever after this meal?â Armand was speechless.
He touched his nose, smiled and said, âPlease sit down and eat.â
Theresa pulled her chair closer and sat down. âIâll go to the store laterâ¦â
âYou can take care of your work, donât worry about me. Tell me when you get off work in the afternoon,â Armand said with a smile.
Theresa took a sip of milk. âIâm not sure about that yet.â
âThen I could come get you?â said Armand with a smile.
Theresa didnât speak and seemed to nod.
When Theresa left, Armand cleaned himself up and lay happily on Theresaâs bed. He was looking forward to spending time alone with Theresa in the evening. He wanted to find a restaurant with a good atmosphere for dinner, then go for a walk, take the opportunity to hold her hand and kiss her faceâ¦.
Armand fell asleep in the middle of a beautiful dream and was awakened by the rapid ringing of his phone. He picked up his phone and glanced at the time. It was after three oâclock in the afternoon. He sat up, had he been sleeping for almost a day?
Besides, what was Matthew calling him for?
He pressed the answer button. âHey, whatâs up? I have to get my wife back now, I donât have time to worry about Boyceâ¦â
âItâs me.â
âDo it, Dolores.â Armand sobered up. âWhat can I do for you?â
âArmand, Boyceâs whereabouts are unknown nowâ¦â
As if struck by thunder, Armand couldnât react at length. âWhat, whatâs wrong?â
As he spoke, he stood up and dressed.
His voice trembled. âHe drove Matthewâs car and fell off the XX bridge. They havenât found him yet. Matthew has been looking for him outside. Iâm very worried. Please help him find him. The more time passes, the greater the danger, soâ¦â
âCalm down, Dolores, I understand. Iâll be right back.â Armand hurried out. âHow could this have happened?â
âMatthew is looking for him now. Thereâs no time to investigate what happened.â At that moment, Dolores was hugging Amanda and she was shaking.
When the car went down, Amanda and Lucy were inside. She didnât know the situation at the time. She only knew that Amanda had been rescued, that Lucy had drowned and that Boyce was missing.
Amanda looked frightened and lay in Doloresâ arms without speaking.
Dolores kept patting her back and comforting her. âItâs okay, itâs okay, mommyâs here.â
âThereâs water, lots of water.â Amanda clutched her neck. âMommy, Iâm scared, Iâm so scared.â
Dolores kissed her forehead. âMommy is here. You wonât be afraid when Mommy holds you.â
She was exceptionally horrified at that moment and worried that something was happening to Boyce.
âHow could this happen?â Coral paced anxiously back and forth across the living room. âMr. Shawn came to hand over the car keys and, right on cue, Simona was taking Lucy to buy a cake. The driver had taken a leave of absence, so Mr. Shawn gave them a lift â how could the car have gone over the bridge?â
Dolores asked, âWhy did she suddenly want to eat cake?â
She preferred to eat ice cream in the summer. There was plenty in the fridge at home.
Coral was gossiping with Lucy. Coral inadvertently asked Lucyâs age. As they talked, they mentioned her birthday. As a result, she learned that today was Lucyâs birthday. Amanda overheard and insisted on buying a cake.
The driver wasnât home, and since Boyce had come, they asked him to drive them. No one expected anything like this to happen.
In the villa there were only Dolores, the two children and Coral.
Jayden and Kevin went out to help find Boyce.
He had no idea what exactly had happened during that time. One was dead, one was missing and the other was in shock, trembling in Doloresâ arms.
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