“You…”
“Mr. Bernie, please stop talking nonsense in front of me, I have no time for that,” Theresa Gordon said before calling Coral, who was busy preparing dinner in the kitchen.
Armand Bernie clenched both his fists and smiled, “Are you trying to avoid me? If you have really let go, then it should be easy for you to face me, right? It’s easy to make others misunderstand the way you’re behaving,” he said.
“Oh, don’t be ridiculous!” Theresa said coldly.
Armand suddenly stood up, both arms pressed on the sofa arms. He lowered his gaze and said “Yes, I am being ridiculous!”
Theresa pretended to be calm and replied, “Please get out of my way!”
Coral poked her head out when she heard Theresa’s voice, but quickly retracted when she saw Armand and acted like she hadn’t heard anything.
Lucy saw that Coral did not go out and said, “Didn't Theresa call you just now? Why didn't you go then?"
Coral hastily made a shushing gesture to Lucy and whispered, "I can't go out now."
"Why?" Lucy said. She didn't know the relationship between Theresa and Armand, but Coral knew about it and explained to Lucy. "She’s having a fight with Armand right now, so it is not right to bother them right now, it’s better to give them some space.”
Lucy whispered back, “Ah, so they’re lovers.”
Coral nodded.
In the living room, Theresa turned around but there was still no sign of Coral coming out, feeling a little flustered, she wanted to call out again, “Co…”
Before Theresa could finish, Armand quickly covered Theresa’s mouth. “Since you no longer have feelings for me, then there is no need to avoid me.”
Theresa forcefully pushed him away and said, “Are you crazy?”
The force pushed Armand back two steps and his calf hit the tea table. He swayed for a bit before steadying himself, “I wished I could be crazy too, but I can’t!”
He took a step forward and squatted in front of Theresa, “Theresa, can you please stop torturing me like this?”
Theresa held the armrest of the sofa tightly and her body trembled slightly, “You’re so funny, I’m torturing you? Who do you think you are…?”
Before she could finish her words, she was blocked by Armand again. This time with his lips instead of his hands.
Theresa’s eyes widened.
Armand ignored her and continued to kiss her forcefully.
Theresa was stunned for a second but recovered and pushed him even harder, “Armand, you bastard!”
“I am indeed no longer a human, and you can punish me any way you want. But you must give me an answer,” Armand said while holding her hand. “You said you would punish me, and if I made it, you would give me a chance to start over again.”
“That’s impossible!” Theresa refused without any hesitation.
Theresa vowed that she will no longer be with any man in her lifetime. Just being alive was hard enough, where will she have the strength to talk about relationships?
“I will marry anyone no matter how ugly or short they are, as long as it is not you, Armand,” she said firmly and with no emotions.
Armand’s heart faltered.
No matter how much feeling one could have would still have been washed away with these words.
“You … you …”
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