The maid had already woken up, but seeing that there was a discussion going on, as a maid, she didnât dare to speak.
Hearing the doorbell, she went over to open the door. In her mouth she muttered, âEarly in the morning, who can it be?â. When she opened the door, Phoebe was standing outside.
The maid didnât know Phoebe and asked, âWho are you looking for?â.
âIâm looking for Armand.â Phoebe smiled.
The maid turned to look at Armand, âA lady is looking for you.â
Mistress Leslie was quick to react, let go of Theresaâs hand and walked over. When she saw that it was Phoebe, her face immediately changed. She said fiercely, âWhat are you doing here?â
At that moment, Phoebe saw Armand and Theresa standing by the door, as well as the suitcase that was hidden behind Armand. She thought to herself, Was Theresa leaving?
She smiled, as if she hadnât seen Mistress Leslieâs ugly expression, âGrandma, Iâve come to see Armand.â
âWhoâs your grandmother?â Mrs. Leslie was not the most polite to her. In the past, before Armand became rich, he had dated her, and she had not had such a nice house.
When Armand brought her back, she was even a little dismissive.
She later left him, making him a wreck. Because of this, Madame Leslie did not have a good impression of her, she always had the feeling that she was a gold digger. He didnât even know why she had left in the past.
The purpose of her coming was to add salt to the wound. Only if Theresa left, then she could come in. She intentionally spoke louder, âIâve come to give something back to Armand. Last night, he left his watch at my house.â
Speaking of which, she pulled out the watch.
Madame Leslie glanced at it. Indeed, it belonged to Armand.
âYou, what are you talking about, Armand left it at your house?â Madame Leslie looked stunned. She couldnât believe it, âHe was with you last night?â
âYesâ¦â Phoebe looked at Theresa, âDonât get me wrong, even though we were together, nothing happened.â
Theresa turned her body, not wanting to look at her, and said quietly, âI didnât misunderstand, I donât need your explanation Miss Lewis.â
Armand came closer, and said deeply, âWho said you could come, didnât you say you would never appear in front of meâ¦â
âI came to return your watch.â Phoebe quickly cut him off.
When they argued yesterday, she had intentionally taken it off his wrist. He was angry then, so he hadnât realized his watch had been taken from him.
Armand took it from her and said, âCome back.â
Phoebe looked at him, âI really donât have to explain myself to him on your behalf?â
âNo need.â Armand snorted in anger. If not for her, why would Theresa have misunderstood him? Now that she had come, it would only add to Theresaâs misunderstanding.
Her explanation would only make things worse.
Phoebe glanced at Theresa, and let out a cold laugh in her heart, thinking, âIâll see how you go this time.
âIf you need me to explain something, just tell meâ¦â
âPlease go quickly and donât come here anymore!â Madame Leslie was angry, she hated this woman to the core. If it wasnât for her, Armand wouldnât have a misunderstanding with Theresa.
Wait, Armand was with her last night?
Her heart was trembling. No wonder Theresa was so angry. If this happened to her, Iâm sure sheâd be angry too.
Mistress Leslie grabbed the watch from Armandâs hand, and threw it out, âThrow this away, why do you still want it!â
Mistress Leslie turned her gaze to Phoebe, âAnd you! It was you who left Armand in the past, why are you here harassing him now, have you not a shred of shame?â
âGrandma, Iâ¦â
âIâm not your grandmother, please leave.â Grandma was so angry she was shaking.
Phoebe glanced at Armand, then back at Theresa. She secretly raised her lips, but on the surface, pretended to feel terrible, âThen Iâll go first. I hope youâre all well, donât argue over me.â Finishing his words, he turned to leave.
Theresa pulled out her suitcase and walked over, âGrandma, please take care of yourself.â
âTheresa.â Mrs. Leslie tugged at her, not knowing what else to say to make her stay.
She looked at Armand, disappointed in him.
âTheresa, there really is nothing between her and me, please believe meâ¦â
Armand tugged at her, âIâm sorry, itâs all my fault, I didnât take your feelings into account, please donât leave, okay?â
Theresa turned to look at him, âItâs not your fault, the fault is mine, I shouldnât have agreed to try it with you. You already had someone else in your heart, you should have told me. Iâm the one who was too stupid, agreeing too easily to you. This is a detour I have to take, a hardship I have to endure, I canât help it.â
âTheresa.â Mistress Leslie was very anxious. Once she was gone, would she come back?
She could not let Theresa go.
Mistress Leslieâs body swayed, her eyes rolled back, and she fainted.
âGrandma.â Luckily Armand was near her, quickly scooping her up in his arms.
âWhatâs happening.â Theresa was startled too, why did she suddenly faint?
Without a word, Armand pinched her philtrum. Mistress Leslie had purposely pretended to faint, so Theresa would stay, but who would have thought Armand would be so heavy-handed, and she frowned in pain.
Pretending to be very weak, she opened her eyes, âArmand, wonât Iâ¦wonât I make it?â
Seeing Mistress Leslie wake up, Armand was so anxious that he spoke nonsense, âNo, no, youâll live to be a hundred.â
âYou almost killed me with rage, how am I going to live to be a hundred?â
Mrs. Leslie tugged on Theresaâs hands, âTheresa, if you go, I donât think I can live any longer.â
âGrandma, what are you talking aboutâ¦â
Mistress Leslie suddenly gripped Armandâs thighs, why was this person so slow?
Armandâs words stuck in her throat. Looking at Mistress Leslieâs pink complexion, she didnât look like she was sick at all. could she be acting?
For Theresa to stay?
Theresa looked at Armand, âWeâd better get her to the hospital. Grandma is old now, with this sudden fainting spell, weâd better get her checked out.â
âI donât want to go for a checkup.â Mrs. Leslie refused, and grabbed Theresaâs hand, âI just want you to keep me company.â
Theresa pursed her lips, not agreeing, âArmand can keep you company.â She pushed Mistress Leslieâs hand away.
âTheresa.â Armand grabbed her wrist, âAre you really that heartless?â
âIf we donât stop now, youâll come back to haunt me in the future. Armand, you should know better than me, Iâm not like you, I donât have a callous heart.â Theresa pulled her suitcase and headed for the door.
Mistress Leslie angrily beat Armand, making him think of ways to get Theresa to stay.
Theresa was very firm in her decision to leave. Words alone were not enough to convince her.
Suddenly, Armand hugged Mrs. Leslieâs head, âGrandma, why did you faint again, wake up quickly.â
Mrs. Leslie could not react in time, she was speechless for a moment. Armandâs head came down and gave her an indication, asking her to continue acting.
Hearing that Grandma had fainted once again, Theresa stopped dead in her tracks. But when she turned around, she realized something was wrong. If there really was something wrong with Mrs. Leslie, there was no way Armand was just standing there hugging her, and not sending her to the hospital.
âArmand, do you like to use childish tricks?â Her tone was indifferent.
âWhy did Grandma faint?â Armand said stiffly.
In his heart he thought, had she found out?
âIf she had fainted, shouldnât you take her to the hospital?â
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