Snare of Love

Chapter 727 Look at The Car Behind

Theresa glanced at him and said, “I don’t have a car.”

Boyce took out his car key and said, “Take my car then,”

Theresa turned and stared at him.

Boyce smiled, “Why? Is there anything wrong if I let you drive my car?”

“Of course, there’s something wrong. You know that I don’t know how to drive. What if I drove into the

river, whose fault would it be?” Theresa purposely mentioned the incident of falling into the river in the

past.

Boyce pursed his lips, “Why can’t you see the kindness in people?”

“What? Has there been another argument?” Kevin Forbes interjected with a grin. Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

“Yeah, they’re still arguing. I’ll end up at fault if I help them.” Boyce complained when the opportunity

came up.

Jessica Lennon laughed and advised, “Theresa, just let it slide.”

Kevin Forbis also agreed, “You’re all young people, just go outside and play if you have nothing to do. If

there are any problems, just solve them, try to get along and stop the arguments. Hurry up, get married

and make babies. it’s not that you’re young anymore, how much longer do you all want to wait?”

The atmosphere suddenly changed.

Armand Bernie and Boyce both looked at Theresa simultaneously.

The person who said this obviously didn’t know that Theresa was infertile.

Theresa was holding some dishes and when she heard what Kevin said, she suddenly became

nervous. Her hands suddenly weakened, and the dishes fell on the ground with a crashing sound.

Everyone was taken aback.

Armand was the first to react. He walked over and grabbed her hand. Softly, he said, “Don’t worry. It’s

just a few dishes broken, it’s okay, it’s okay.”

Theresa returned to her senses, “My hands slipped.”

“It is not a big deal.” Coral smiled and squatted to sweep the floor.

Everyone said it was okay.

“Dearest elders, we’ll take our leave first.” Armand pulled Theresa’s hands.

“Careful on the road,” Jessica said.

“We will.” Armand pulled Theresa and called Boyce, “You drive.”

“I thought that you didn’t drink?” Armand asked.

Boyce put on a face like he’s not willing to do it, “I didn’t drink, but does it mean I should be your

driver?”

“Do you think I am willing to let you be my driver? You are the third wheel. Theresa also drank just now,

so she can’t drive. You brought me here, then you should take me back too.”

“Ah well, looks like you got me,” Boyce said and went out.

Armand held Theresa’s hand and followed Boyce. Upon reaching the car, she pressed on the key fob

and the car’s headlights flashed. Boyce sat in the driver’s seat.

Boyce specifically mentioned, “You two sit in the back.”

Armand was about to open the rear door when he heard what Boyce said. He stopped and replied,

“You don’t have to mention that It’s not like I wanted to sit beside you in the first place.”

Boyce snorted, “What the hell.”

As both were talking shit to each other, they forgot about Theresa’s traumatizing episode.

Sitting in the car, Armand remained expressionless. Nor did he offer any comforting words to Theresa.

He just clutched her hands tightly.

Boyce drove the car with his eyes fixated on the road. He didn’t want to disturb them.

“You all don’t have to comfort me, I’m fine,” Theresa said.

Armand pursed his lips.

“I’ll talk to Mrs. Bernie when I get back. As soon as everything is resolved, we’ll go and apply for our

marriage certificate. I really mean it, we can live in city C, as your career is based there too”. Armand

was thinking about what was best for Theresa.

Theresa also knew that Armand was doing all there for her sake, and she also hoped that Elizabeth

would approve. She was fully appreciative of everything that Armand had done up till now and didn’t

wish to make things difficult for him.

She looked down at Armand’s hand, and patted his back with her other hand, “I’ll wait for you, I’ll stay

in City B for a few days. You can come and find me whenever you’re free.”

She had developed a soft spot for Armand, she knew that Armand was suffering a lot. Being caught in

between her and Elizabeth, she could understand how painful it could be.

A short while later the car stopped at the hospital. Armand said, “We’ve arrived.”

Theresa sat still, “I don’t think I’ll be getting off, I’ll meet Mrs. Bernie next time.”

Armand nodded, now was indeed not the time.

He would let them two meet again after everything had been resolved.

Armand alighted from the car and said to Boyce, “Drive slowly.”

Boyce nodded.

After Armand left, Boyce began to drive away. Theresa turned around to look at Armand’s back until it

disappeared from her eyesight. She then spotted another car that was following their car. Through the

rear windshield, she could see the driver.

The driver was a woman, and she looked familiar.

“Mr. Boyce, look at the car behind.”