Chapter 727: Chapter 727



Theresa looked at him and said, “I don’t have a car.”

Boyce pulled out his car key and said, “Then take my car,” Theresa turned and stared at him.

Boyce smiled, “Why, is there something wrong if I let you drive my car?”.

“Of course there’s something wrong. You know I don’t know how to drive. And if I drive into the river, whose fault would that be?” Theresa purposely mentioned the incident of falling into the river in the past.

Boyce pursed his lips, “Why can’t you see the goodness in people?”

“What, has there been another argument?” interjected Kevin Forbes with a smile.

“Yes, they’re still arguing. I’ll end up taking the blame if I help them.” complained Boyce when presented with the opportunity.

Jessica Lennon laughed and advised, “Theresa, let it go.”

Kevin Forbis also agreed: “You’re all young, go out and have fun if you have nothing to do. If there’s a problem, just work it out, try to get along and stop the arguments. Hurry up, get married and have babies. You’re not young anymore, how much longer do you all want to wait?”. The mood suddenly changed.

Armand Bernie and Boyce gave Theresa a simultaneous look.

The person who said this obviously didn’t know that Theresa was infertile.

𝕄ØЯE 𝕌PĐΛTΞŞ IИ GΛŁИØVΞŁŞ.ᑕØᗰ Theresa was holding some plates and when she heard what Kevin said, she suddenly became nervous. Her hands suddenly went limp and the dishes fell to the floor with a clanging sound.

Everyone was shocked.

Armand was the first to react. He reached over and took her hand. In a low voice, he said, “Don’t worry. It’s just some broken dishes, it’s all right.”

Theresa came to her senses, “My hands slipped.”

“It’s no big deal.” Coral smiled and squatted down to sweep the floor.

Everyone said she was fine.

“Dear elders, we’ll say goodbye first.” Armand tugged on Theresa’s hands.

“Mind the road,” Jessica said.

“We will.” Armand tugged Theresa and called to Boyce, “You drive.”

“I thought you weren’t drinking?” Armand asked.

Boyce made an unwilling face, “I haven’t been drinking, but does that mean I have to be your driver?”

“You think I’m willing to let you be my driver? You’re the third wheel. Theresa also drank just now, so she can’t drive. You brought me here, so you should drive me back too.”

“Ah, well, looks like you got me,” Boyce said and got out.

Armand took Theresa’s hand and followed Boyce. When he reached the car, he pressed the key fob and the car’s headlights flashed. Boyce sat in the driver’s seat.

Boyce specifically mentioned, “You two sit in the back.”

Armand was about to open the back door when he heard what Boyce said. He paused and replied, “You don’t need to mention it Not that I’d want to sit next to you in the first place.”

Boyce snorted, “What the hell.”

As the two talked nonsense to each other, they forgot all about Theresa’s traumatizing episode.

Sitting in the car, Armand remained expressionless. Nor did he offer any words of comfort to Theresa. He merely gripped her hands tightly.

Boyce drove the car with his eyes fixed on the road. He didn’t want to disturb them.

“You don’t have to comfort me, I’m fine,” Theresa said.

Armand pursed his lips.

“I’ll talk to Mrs. Bernie when I get back. As soon as everything is settled, we’ll go apply for our marriage certificate. I’m serious, we can live in C-Town, since your career is based there too.” Armand was thinking of what was best for Theresa.

Theresa also knew that Armand was doing everything for her sake, and she also hoped Elizabeth would approve. She fully appreciated everything Armand had done so far and had no desire to make things difficult for him.

She looked down at Armand’s hand and patted his back with her other hand, “I’ll wait for you, I’ll stay in B-town for a few days. You can come get me when you’re free.”

She had developed a soft spot for Armand, she knew that Armand was suffering a lot. Being trapped between her and Elizabeth, she could understand how painful it could be.

Soon after, the car pulled up to the hospital. Armand said, “We’ve arrived.”

Theresa sat still, “I don’t think I’ll be getting out, I’ll meet Mrs. Bernie next time.”

Armand nodded, now really wasn’t the time.

He would let the two meet again when everything was settled.

Armand got out of the car and said to Boyce, “Drive slowly.” Boyce nodded.

As Armand drove off, Boyce began to drive. Theresa turned to glance at Armand’s back until he disappeared from her view. Then she saw another car following them. Through the rear windshield, she could see the driver.

The driver was a woman, and she looked familiar.

“Mr. Boyce, look at the car in the back.”

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