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Armand Bernie was tense because Theresa Gordon was Dolores Floresâ partner.
How was he going to explain this?
âStop crying, please.â Armand approached her to comfort her, but as soon as her hand touched his shoulder, she pushed it away, âGet away from me! I donât want to see you again. Youâre so disgusting.â
She couldnât stop shaking as she remembered what had happened the night before, which made her stomach churn.
Armandâs expression changed, but he didnât let his discontent escape. In fact, as a man, he suffered no loss in this matter.
Not to mention that it wasnât his first time, but it was Theresaâs first time.
In a drunken state, she lost the most valuable thing as a woman. For that reason, he didnât get angry even when she raised her voice.
âHeâs outside and just knocked on the door.â Armand stared at her. He hoped she could calm down and solve the more pressing problem first.
Theresaâs tears suddenly stopped. She raised her crimson eyes, âThen what?â Oh, no. It was so embarrassing.
She grabbed the blanket and wrapped herself in it. It was so embarrassing that he couldnât see anyone.
âStay calm.â
âHow about we pretend weâre in a relationship?â Armand comforted her.
MⱺÉÉ ÉÏÈ¡Ä Å£ÉÅ Ä©Å É¢Ä ÅÅøνÉÅÅ.çøɱ It was much better than being stuck in a one-night stand.
It was natural for them to sleep together if they were in a relationship.
It wouldnât be so humiliating.
âNo way!â Theresa pulled up the blanket. She picked up a pillow and threw it at him.
âHow could such a silly thing happen if it wasnât you who insisted on making me drink? Hmmâ¦â
Armand caught the pillow she had thrown at him. Then he ran to cover her lips and said, âYouâre so loud, do you want everyone to know we slept together last night?â
Theresa rolled her eyes and shook her head. She didnât want to.
It was really too humiliating.
âLetâs just pretend weâre in a relationship, after a while we claim weâre not right for each other and break up, then it wonât be too awkward, how about that?â Armand could see that she didnât want others to know, so he took advantage of the situation to bring up the suggestion to pretend they were a couple.
He planned to fool Dolores first.
Theresa paused, but still, she didnât change her mind to agree with what he was going to do.
Armand let out a long sigh and wondered why this woman was so stubborn.
âOkay, as a man, for me it was nothing more than a one night stand. No big deal, Iâll just tell you that we got drunk and slept together last night.â Armand said as he pretended to open the door.
Theresa panicked.
Armand grabbed the doorknob and acted like he was trying to open the door.
âPlease wait.â Theresaâs mind was racing. Then she agreed with what Armand said. It was more preferable to pretend to be a couple with him for a while than to admit that they had had a one-night stand. She clearly knew that there were a lot of people they would have to face and it was simply too humiliating if they admitted it outright.
âPromise weâll pretend to be a couple first.â Theresa had to work up the courage to agree to his suggestion.
Armand had a good explanation in his mind. She opened the door, but then checked that no one was there anymore. She peeked her head in and found that Dolores had returned to her room.
Dolores believed that she was too impulsive and should not have knocked on his door at that moment, that is, regardless of what their relationship was, she should not have gone knocking on his door.
She was simply too surprised. Once she calmed down, she recognized that there was something wrong with what she had done, so she prepared to leave.
She didnât want to be embarrassed and couldnât face her.
âMiss Flores,â Armand exclaimed.
Dolores turned around and saw Armand poking his head in, âI have something to tell you when we have breakfast later,â he said. Dolores nodded and opened the bedroom door. At first she wanted to go outside to get some air, but she was no longer in the mood because she wondered what Armand was going to say.
Was he going to tell her what had happened between him and Theresa?
The curtains were drawn and the room was dark. Dolores sat by the bed absently.
Theresa was not an easy girl. They had only known each other a short time, how could she�
âCan you tell me what youâre thinking about?â Matthew Nelson awoke from his sleep and saw that Dolores had dressed and gotten up. He found her sitting by the bed and staring blankly. He rolled over and reached around her waist. He put his hand around her slender waist and let Dolores fall gently into his arms.
Matthew buried his face in Doloresâ neck and breathed in the scent of her body. His voice was as husky as usual when he was newly awake, âWhy are you up so early?â
Dolores was so focused on Armandâs presence in Theresaâs room, and it was so obvious that he had spent the night in Theresaâs room the night before.
âHow would you describe Armand?â
Theresa had followed her for a long time. Even though she was Chinese, but she was adopted by a foreigner and raised overseas.
He followed her back to China. He had to be responsible for taking care of her since she was alone here.
âWhatâs wrong?â said Matthew as he abruptly raised his head and looked at Dolores.
âI saw him come out of Theresaâs room,â Dolores said as she turned to look at him.
Matthew blinked and his long eyelashes unfolded a couple of times. It took him a few seconds to figure it out.
Theresa and Armand?
ââ¦â Matthew was speechless.
He reached up and rested his arm on his forehead. This man acted quickly.
âI ask you a question. Theresa has no relatives, she has followed me here, I have to vouch for her. Is Armand a trustworthy person?â Dolores urged him.
âHeâ¦heâs pretty good.â Matthew rolled over turning his back on Dolores.
He couldnât betray his friend or let his wife down.
Dolores sensed something was wrong. She was clearly avoiding him. She grabbed him by the shoulders and forced him to look at her. Meanwhile, her tone was a little more serious. âBe honest.â
âWhen will you let me sleep with you? Iâm a normal man, I canât stand thisâ¦â, Matthew said as he wrapped his hands around her.
âIâm serious, if you do this again, Iâm going to get angry,â Dolores squeezed his face.
Matthew lifted his head miserably and wondered why he ended up like this.
He looked up at the sky solemnly, he felt like the saddest man in the world.
âIâm going to ask Boyce Shawn.â As he spoke, Dolores wanted to get up, but Matthew held her tighter, for in the face of maintaining their friendship, it was more important to please his wife.
âHe used to have a girlfriend and the girl was his first love, but then they broke up, which affected him a lot, for many years, he has not been serious about finding a partner. For this time, he might be serious, if notâ¦â
He directed a glance at Dolores and indicated that he might be able to understand. He took the opportunity to put his arms around hers and said, âHeâs never been in a relationship.â
He focused on his profession once he took over the company. The main reason was that he hardly had any free time, and the second reason was that he couldnât meet the person he had feelings for.
âPay me for the information.â
The lust in his body was so strong that all his muscles tensed.
He felt that he would be tortured to death sooner or later.
Men were very sensitive in the morning and the feeling became stronger in the presence of the lady they liked.
His breathing deepened as he softly called out her name, âLola.â
âI donât like men who spend all day thinking about sex.â Dolores was harsh and discouraging.
ââ¦â Matthew was speechless.
Whatever she said to quench his raging desire and even traces of desire fizzled out.
âSooner or later, I will have died because of you,â Matthew said as he turned around and looked at the ceiling.
He had no idea what was wrong with her and why he always wanted to sleep with her.
He wanted to cajole her into sleeping with him.
But she wasnât easy to cajole .
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