I knew the woman in the wheelchair.
She was Armandâs grandmother, Elizabeth.
Why was she here?
galηÏνeâs.cøm is your update source Theresa changed her appearance, the woman didnât recognize her, she asked, âWho are you?â
She had never seen this woman before.
Theresa didnât know how to answer her for a moment, what should she say?
Tell her she was Theresa or what?
She had never thought she might meet Elizabeth here.
Boyce walked over, saw that it was Elizabeth and smiled, âWhat brings you here, Mrs. Bernie?â
The ladyâs eyes turned wet and red, âIâm here for you and Matthew.â
Boyce took the wheelchair from the nurse and asked, âWhat happened?â. Madame sighed deeply.
âItâs Armand, heâs made me angry,â once Elizabeth thought of Armandâs desperate look, she felt she couldnât stand it.
âHas he ever called you?â asked Elizabeth.
They argued fiercely and Armand left. She was worried about him, but she couldnât take his opinions.
âNo, what happened?â Boyce glanced at Theresa and asked.
âHe told me all of a sudden that he doesnât like children and wants to not have them, is he crazy?â
Boyce pushed Elizabeth away from the door and asked Theresa to stay in the house.
She heard everything Elizabeth said and knew what she was here for.
She wanted Matthew and Boyce to persuade Armand.
Even if he didnât follow them, Theresa would know what he was going to say. She didnât follow, because it would only make her uncomfortable.
Boyce parked the lady by the rectangular fountain on the right side of the villa. He didnât say it in the house, because he was afraid Theresa would hear.
There were so many people in the room, Boyce feared that someone would sneak in and let the old lady know that it was Theresa who had opened the door.
Actually, without hearing her, he already knew what had happened, or the lady would not come to the villa at such a late hour of the night based on her state of health.
Madame sighed, âDo you know what happened to Armand?â.
She had never heard that Armand did not like children, but that he was longing for a child of his own.
However, everything suddenly changed, every time she asked him to have a child, he showed his unwillingness.
He couldnât make it clear, and he didnât want to.
âTell me, did something happen to her, why did things become like this?â
Boyce didnât know how to persuade the young lady, âNowadays, in our society, there are many young people who donât like children, actually.â
âI donât care what other young people think, just him!â Miss interrupted him angrily, âYou know his situation, we only have him as a grandson in our family, if he doesnât want babies, then there wonât be another offspring in our family, how can I explain to his grandfather when he dies?â Boyce pursed his lips and didnât speak.
Elizabeth looked at Boyce and narrowed her eyes, âDo you know something?â
âNo, Iâ¦â
âBoyce,â Elizabeth interrupted him again, âI donât have many days to live, donât cheat me with Armand. Tell me, have you found Theresa?â
Except for this reason, she couldnât think of any other things that made Armand so strange.
âDonât you want to deliver the baby for Armand?â the lady guessed.
Boyce didnât know what to say, âYouâre not in good health, Iâll take you back to the hospital.â
âI wonât leave if you donât tell me the truth,â Elizabeth was determined.
Boyce had no choice but to pull out his phone and was about to call Armand when Theresa approached.
âYou can go home, Iâll talk to Grandma.â
Boyce reached over to pull her, âIâll take over here, you go back.â
Theresa smiled, âCan you?â
With a single question, she left Boyce speechless.
âItâs okay, just get in,â Theresa smiled; she clearly thought about it when she was in the room. She had to face her sooner or later as long as she wanted to be with Armand. They had to face the lady any way they could.
Boyce hesitated.
âYou canât solve it, the problem is on me. Iâll talk to Grandma, just go inside,â Theresa seemed pretty calm and sober, so Boyce nodded after thinking for a while, âCall me if anything is needed.â
Theresa agreed, âokay.â
Boyce walked in and Theresa approached.
Elizabeth stared at her, âWould you like to talk to me, Miss, who are you?â The old woman made no impression on her, and she was sure she had never seen her before.
Theresa said cordially, âNice to meet you, Grandma.â
Elizabeth was a little confused, âWho are you, do I know you, why are you calling me Grandma?â
Theresa squeezed her hand, let go of it again, and repeated several times, âIâm Armandâs girlfriend.â
Elizabethâs eyes suddenly widened, âYouâre Armandâs girlfriend?â Theresa nodded.
âSo youâre the one who doesnât want babies?â That was the reason Armand didnât want babies?
Boyce walked worriedly into the room and called out to Armand.
Luckily, Armand didnât turn off the phone and quickly put him through.
There was silence on the other end, Boyce didnât know where Armand was.
âCome to the villa quickly,â Boyce said.
Armand wasnât in a good mood and didnât want Theresa to notice, so he said, âIâm not coming.â
âYour grandmother is here, and Theresa is talking to her now.â
Armand was smoking on the bench by the river, hearing that his grandmother went to the villa, he quickly got up, âHow did it go there?â
âIn the wheelchair, with the nurseâs help possibly,â Boyce said.
âIâll be right there,â Armand hung up, got in the car and headed for the villa.
Outside the villa, Elizabeth was assessing Theresa. Although it was night, the light outside was bright enough, she could see Theresa clearly.
She was beautiful, but lacked intimacy, so Elizabethâs impression of Theresa was not very good.
Theresa said truthfully, âItâs me, I donât want a baby.â
Elizabeth soon became somber, âWhy?â. Without waiting for Theresa to respond, she continued, âYou are not compatible with Armand, break up with him immediately.â
Elizabeth thought in her heart that the woman before her was inferior to Theresa.
Theresa was so much better than her.
Theresa was so reasonable, she was beautiful and kind, she was so good to her. Elizabeth was so sad thinking about this. And this woman, she was to incite Armand not to have a baby even before they were married.
And Armand even accepted her proposal.
Was he crazy?
For such a woman?
The lady was so furious that she breathed hard: âI tell you to forget about marrying Armand. Donât say you donât want to give birth, even if you want to, I would certainly object!â
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