Novel Name : Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap Chapter 565 I’ll Be Jealous

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Armand was so puzzled, wondering what he should do.

Dolores squatted down and patted him on the shoulder. “I don’t know either, but if you truly care about

Theresa, just give her more time. Don’t push her too much while asking her to forgive you. You should

move her by your practical actions.”

In that case, Theresa would open up her heart and be willing to reconcile with him.

Armand let out a bitter laugh. “I understand what you’re saying, but I’m afraid that I couldn’t do it well.

On contrary, I might push him further and further away.”

“As long as you’ll do it wholeheartedly with a clear conscience, she must feel it.” Dolores didn’t know

how to comfort him easier, so she tried her best to encourage him.

She thought that Armand must have known what he had done wrong in the past.

In the afternoon, Theresa woke up. After taking the injection and sleeping for a whole morning, she

looked much spirited.

Armand knew that she hadn’t eaten much, so he brought back some food. Afraid that Theresa would

be upset when seeing him, he asked Dolores to take the food in.

Dolores walked in and helped Theresa to sit up. What Armand bought was cooked wheaten food that

was easy to digest. Theresa hadn’t eaten for almost three days, so her stomach was empty. She had

been starved for a long time, so she couldn’t eat anything hard or spicy and could only start eating little

by little. Hence, Armand didn’t get much food for her.

Watch her finish eating, Dolores gave her a glass of warm water, cleaned the lunch box, and tossed

them into the garbage can. Then she sat on the edge of the bed and talked to Theresa.

She knew that Theresa wasn’t willing to be taken care of by Armand, but she still asked, “Your legs

were injured, so recently you can walk at all. You need someone to take care of. Armand wants to...”

“I don’t need him to take care of me. Please help me get a nursing worker,” Theresa interrupted

Dolores before she finished her words. “Besides, it’s a minor injury.”

Dolores looked at her and didn’t convince her, because Theresa didn’t need the persuasion at all. Only

after she was moved by Armand’s actions and fell in love with him again, the love would be true. If

Dolores insisted on convincing her, Theresa would only feel bothered.

She didn’t want to upset Theresa.

Grabbing her hand, Dolores said, “I got it. Come to my villa with me. My kids and I are always at home.

You wouldn’t be bored. OK?”

Theresa was a bit hesitant. “Well, would it bother your family too much?”

“Bother? Of course not!” Dolores emphasized, “In your current condition, how can I let a nursing worker

take care of you?”

Theresa didn’t know what she was thinking about, so she said, “I didn’t get injured so seriously. I truly

don’t need...”

“Do you treat me as an outsider?” Dolores interrupted her.

She and Armand had misunderstood -- they thought that Theresa had been raped by John. Dolores

didn’t dare to speak it out, so she hid her concerns, afraid that she would give Theresa too much

pressure.

After all, Theresa wouldn’t want others to know about this matter.

Dolores was worried that Theresa would make blind and disorderly conjectures if she stayed alone.

Although Theresa looked spirited and relaxed, Dolores thought that it was because she pretended to

be tough. Hence, Dolores didn’t want Armand to take care of Theresa and insisted on taking her back

to the villa.

“Of course not!” Theresa was willing to stay with her certainly. However, they were not in City C now,

where there were only Dolores and the kids in the house. Matthew was also in the villa. They had just

had a family reunion. Theresa was afraid that she would bother them as an outsider.

Dolores understood what she was worried about. She said, “Don’t worry. We have a lot of rooms in the

villa. I’ve called Coral to prepare you a guestroom on the first floor. Just move in. I’ll take care of you.”

Theresa pressed her lips and didn’t refuse her anymore. Dolores asked her to take a nap and she

would go through the hospital discharge procedure. Actually, with this excuse, she went to see Armand

outside.

Armand didn’t dare to enter the room after Theresa had woken up, afraid to upset her.

He was sitting on the bench in the corridor, his hands on his knees, looking quite depressed. Dolores

called him in a low voice, “Hey, Armand.”

“Yes?” He looked over.

Dolores said, “I’ll ask my driver to come over and take Theresa home later. Take good care of yourself.

Get better soon.”

Armand nodded. Then he lowered his head.

Dolores heaved a sigh. She didn’t speak again and turned away. She called the driver to come upstairs

and borrowed a wheelchair from the nurse’s office. With the driver’s help, she helped Theresa to sit in

the wheelchair and pushed her away from the hospital.

When they reached the car, she helped Theresa sit in with the driver’s assistance. Armand was

standing in front of the window at the end of the corridor, watching that Theresa was helped into the car

and the car roared away.

Soon, the car vanished from his sight. He turned away and didn’t continue staying in the hospital.

When Dolores brought Theresa back to the villa, Coral had already prepared the guest room. She

helped Theresa to lie on the bed. Although it was summer, there were a lot of trees in front and behind

the villa. The dense branches and leaves had blocked a lot of sunlight.

Dolores asked Theresa if she felt hot.

Theresa shook her head. “Not at all.”

She was still on a fever. The room with the air condition was way too dry, so she wouldn’t feel

comfortable. Dolores walked to the bed and asked, “Shall I open the window?”

Theresa said, “Sure.”

“Call Coral if you need some water or use the bathroom. I’ll go out shopping for your clothes.”

Theresa was in a patient’s gown as well. She was kidnapped and had no belongings at all. She needed

to get changed every day in summer. Dolores had a similar figure as she had, so Theresa could put on

Dolores’s clothes, but she needed new underwear.

Hence, Dolores would go shopping for lingerie and some casual clothes for her.

Theresa said jokingly with a smile, “You are pregnant, but I still send you out. If your husband knew it,

would he scold me?”

Dolores put down the medicine from the hospital on the nightstand and cast her a glance, “He never

scolds anyone.”

Theresa curled her lips and reminded her, “I know you haven’t been together for a long time. Now you

are reunited so you must be clingy to each other. Don’t do PDA in front of me. I’ll be jealous!”

Sometimes, Dolores felt that Theresa and Armand were alike -- their speaking tones were alike.

“Take a nap. I’m taking off now.”

“Okay. Go ahead. I’ll take a nap.” Theresa lay down.

Dolores could tell that she was sleepy, so she closed the door. Amanda was still angry with Dolores.

Since Dolores came back, Amanda didn’t speak to her at all. She was sitting on the sofa playing with

Cotton. Andrew threw up his hands. He also didn’t know what was going on with his sister today as he

failed to coax her.

Dolores didn’t have time to coax Amanda. She said to Coral. “Theresa is napping in the guestroom.

Please check on her later to see if she’s still on fever.”

Coral answered, “Okay, I will.”

She said to the kids, “Keep quiet. Aunt Theresa is napping now. She’s not well. You guys need to

behave yourselves.”

“We will,” said Andrew.

Amanda seemed that she hadn’t heard anything, only continuing teasing Cotton.

Dolores sighed and didn’t expect that Amanda started showing her temper. After casting her daughter a

glance, she turned around and walked out of the house. The driver was waiting for her outside the door

as she requested.

The driver got off the car and opened the rear door for her. Dolores bent over and sat in. “The shopping

mall, please.”

The driver answered and trotted to drive the car.

Soon, the car was pulled over in front of the shopping mall. After parking the car, the driver followed her

in.

Dolores’s goal was quite clear. She walked directly to the women’s outfit section.

“Dolores Flores?”

When she was about to enter a store, someone called her from her back.

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