“You better not regret what you’ve said,” said Theresa. She was worried that things would return to how it was before once Armand’s grandmother woke up.
Armand hugged Theresa and said, “I won’t”
And he will prove it to Theresa.
“Come take a nap in my arms,” Armand stroked Theresa’s face, but she pushed his hands away. She didn’t like Armand to goof around regardless of the occasion.
Armand acted like he was in pain as he pretended that Theresa had touched his wound. Theresa immediately looked nervous, “Did I touch your wounds?”
“Yeah,” Armand nodded.
Theresa felt guilty as she was why Armand got injured. It needed more than ten stitches to seal his wound. How would it be healed in just two days? “Come, let me have a look.”
Theresa wanted to see if Armand was still bleeding.
Armand said, “I’m fine. Let me lean on you.”
Theresa soon realized, “You’re pretending it?”
Armand quickly shook his head, “No, my wound is here. Why would I pretend?”
“Did I touch your wound?” Theresa purposely pressed on Armand’s wound. It really hurt this time. Armand moaned a little.
Theresa didn’t press too hard. She scolded Armand a little, “Lie to me again, and you shall die in pain.”
Armand leaned on Theresa’s shoulder, “You’d let me?”
“Why not? I wanted you dead,” Theresa purposely answered rudely and unreasonably.
Armand laughed and whispered to Theresa, “I’d die in your hands.”
Theresa glared at Armand, “Why can’t you stop joking around?”
Armand blinked his eyes and said, “Fine. I’ll go back to sleep now then.”
Armand was telling the truth. Why did Theresa think he was joking around?
Well, since Theresa didn’t like it, then he might as well go back to sleep.
Theresa nodded and said, “Sleep.”
Armand and Theresa arrived in City C three hours later. Oscar got Theresa’s call earlier, and he knew she was coming back to City C today. So, he waited in the arrival hall for Theresa way before their flight arrived.
Oscar wasn’t wearing the colourful shirt he used to wear every day. He even had less than three colours in his entire outfit. It was a minimalistic look for Oscar.
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