Snare of Love novel Chapter 265

Armand thought it over. Instead of being pushed by Mrs. Leslie every day, he should find a woman to marry.

On the one hand, he did not have to listen to Mrs. Leslie nagging him anymore, on the other hand, he was indeed at the age of starting a family. What was more, he didn't hate Theresa and was quite fond of her.

He felt it was feasible to marry her as his wife.

"Armand, what do you mean? You were the one who said we were in a fake relationship in the first place and announced our breakup after the awkward period. Why didn't you say so just now?"

Armand took her hand and while Theresa shook it off, "Don't you dare do that! Go in there right now and tell them we're done. If that doesn’t work, just tell the truth."

"I won't." Armand acted like a rascal. He made up his mind that he was going to find a way to get Theresa to marry him, "You slept with me, and you have to be responsible for me."

Theresa was speechless.

"Armand, are you still a man?!" Theresa's body trembled with anger.

How dare he say that! He was so shameless!

Armand leaned against the wall, "Don't you know clearly whether I am a man or not?"

Theresa was speechless again.

"Fine, since you won't say it, I'll say it myself." She was not going to let Armand have his way.

However, she had only taken two steps when suddenly her wrist was grabbed by him. Before she had time to react, Armand pulled her arm hard. Then Theresa fell backward into a warm embrace.

"Armand!"

Theresa was outraged. She raised her hand and prepared to slap him across the face, but Armand caught her hand. He clamped her hand behind her back, clasped her head with his other hand, and kissed her hard.

"Umm--"

Theresa's eyes widened as if her eyeballs were about to pop out. He, he actually ...

Armand bit her lips and said in a low voice, "If you don't promise to marry me, I won't let go of you."

Theresa was so angry that she wanted to cry. He was such a bully.

Unknowingly, tears welled up in her eyes. She said in a hoarse voice, "Well ... Armand, you're too much of a bully."

Armand let go of her a little, but not completely. He nibbled on her ear, "Can you buy food without paying for it? You slept with me, so you have to be responsible for me. Do you think so?"

Theresa was so angry that she cried. Her tears rolled down in strings.

Armand panicked, hurriedly let go of her hand, and wipe her tears, "I used to like to change girlfriends, but in fact, I only had sex with a few women..."

Theresa cried more fiercely. It was her first time, and of course, she wanted the guy she was having sex with to be a first time too.

As if that was the only way to be fair.

But Armand had slept with so many women.

Armand realized that he had said the wrong thing and slapped himself on the mouth, "Don't worry, I won't look for another woman in the future. I just want you, okay?"

Theresa just ignored him and cried.

Armand was sweating with anxiety, "I was wrong. I was wrong. I'm begging you. Just stop crying."

Theresa glared at him and wiped her tears, "I'll stop crying as soon as you go talk to everyone."

Armand was speechless.

"Then you can cry."

"Armand!" Theresa punched and kicked at Armand.

Armand stood still and let her hit him.

He understood that Theresa was a girl. Not only had she been slept with by him, but now she was being forced to marry him. It was normal for her to have resentment and anger in her heart.

As long as she could stop being angry, then he would let her beat him.

At that moment, a man came down from the ladder and headed this way. Armand grabbed Theresa's fist and pulled her into his arms. Theresa glared at him. How dare he do that again! She was about to open her mouth to scold him when she heard him say with a smirk, "Everyone is in the room. We're all waiting for you."

Matthew glanced at him and nodded indifferently.

Seeing that it was Matthew, Theresa swallowed the words that were coming out of her mouth.

Armand wrapped his arms around her and persuaded her, "Theresa, we are having sex, and we are supposed to get married. Don't you think so?"

"It's not like we're in ancient times ..."

"Just because it's in modern times, we have to set an example," Armand said righteously.