Elizabeth operated her wheelchair and was about to go after the woman. Armand stopped her, “Grandma, let’s go back.”
“We can’t go back. She’s carrying your baby! You’ve made her suffered once. Do you want to do something wrong to her again?” Elizabeth pushed away Armand’s hand and went after that woman, “Theresa! Theresa, please forgive Armand.”
The woman turned around and happened to see Theresa’s shocked look.
The latter looked quite surprised that Elizabeth was calling the woman with her name.
When Armand saw Theresa and immediately explained, the client roughly could guess that she was Theresa who was mentioned by Elizabeth continuously.
Pointing at Theresa, the woman said, “She’s Theresa. You should talk to her.”
“I’m not a fool. She can’t be Theresa!” Elizabeth said affirmatively with a confident look as if she denied that she was stupid.
The client didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.
For the sake the Elizabeth was an elder, she looked over at Armand, “Shall I accompany Mrs. Bernie? Then you can talk with this lady.”
Armand looked over at Theresa and said to his client, “Okay. Thanks a lot.”
“As long as you’ll try your best effort on my case, of course, I’m willing to do you a small favour.” After finishing talking to Armand, she said to Elizabeth with a smile, “Mrs. Bernie, shall we drink some coffee in the cafe opposite?”
Elizabeth widened her eyes, “You can’t leave her, Theresa. Otherwise, the bad woman will take the chance.”
When she mentioned “bad woman”, she cast a glance at Theresa, implying that she was the bad woman.
Elizabeth pulled the woman’s hand, “Theresa, I know you’ve suffered a lot. You were wronged. You should give Armand a chance to correct his mistake.”
As she spoke, Elizabeth’s eyes turned reddened, “I know it was all our fault. You were kidnapped by Phoebe Lewis, but Armand and I were both safe and sound. You… you’ve lost your baby and you were injured so badly… Oops… Why are you still pregnant?”
Elizabeth suddenly looked up at the woman. Blankness fulfilled her reddened eyes. She felt something wrong but she couldn’t recall anything.
She kept wondering what had gone wrong.
She held her head, “Where am I now?”
Armand walked to her and pushed her into the reception room. While passing by Theresa, he asked, “Could you please wait for me for a moment?”
Theresa nodded in agreement, taking a look at Elizabeth who looked quite suffered.
Armand spent some time calming down Elizabeth. Then he asked the receptionist to keep an eye on her and walked out.
“Let’s talk in the cafe opposite,” said Armand.
Theresa said OK.
They entered the café and found a quiet corner to sit down. A waiter came over and asked, “What would you like to order?”
“A cup of caffe americano. What about you?” Armand looked at Theresa and asked.
Theresa answered, “A glass of water would be fine.”
Armand said to the waiter, “That’s all. Thank you.”
“Okay, Sir.”
The waiter walked away. They were silent for a moment. Armand took the initiative to ask, “How have you been recently? I can tell you’ve lost so much weight.”
Theresa looked down, her eyelashes trembling slightly, “I’m pretty well.”
For some reason, they became quite polite with each other, not so intimate as before.
Armand’s hands that were under the table kept clenching and loosening from time to time. After a while, he said, “I forgot the take out the drafted agreement with me just now. I’ll call my coworker to bring them here.”
As he spoke, he gazed at Theresa and wanted to see if she would be reluctant and she still loved him from her expression.
However, Theresa had been hiding her emotion very well. Armand couldn’t tell anything.
She looked pretty calm and he couldn’t tell if she was happy or angry. She whispered, “Okay.”
The strength that Armand’s faked instantly collapsed. He wondered if she could let go of him so completely.
For a moment, bitterness and soreness surged in his heart. He forced a smile, “All right.”
He pulled out his cell phone and called his coworker. The call was answered pretty soon, “Please bring the divorce agreement that I asked you to draft last night to the cafe opposite our firm.”
His coworker answered. He hung up the phone.
Theresa could see something emotional flashed through his eyes. However, when Armand put down the phone and looked over at her, his eyes were quite calm.
“Is Mrs. Bernie sick?” Elizabeth behaved way too weirdly.
She didn’t address Elizabeth as Grandma because she still had a knot in her heart.
Armand hummed, “She has Alzheimer’s disease.”
Theresa could notice his helplessness in his tone, “It’s alright. I just need to spend more time to take care of her,” he added.
Theresa was surprised, “How could it be?”
Not long ago, Elizabeth looked quite spirited. Theresa couldn’t understand why suddenly she was sick, seemingly quite serious.
Armand said, “She’s getting old. It’s quite normal.”
“It must be quite difficult for you.” He must be extremely careful when taking care of Elizabeth. Moreover, Armand was the only family for his grandmother. No one else could share the burden with him.
Armand’s lips parted, “When I was little, she brought me up. Now she’s aged, I should take care of her. It’s my responsibility. My grandpa passed away quite a long time ago, and my parents were gone embarrassingly. She has suffered a lot of difficulties in her life. I understand her, so I’ve been always obedient and respectful to her. It’s just you have been wronged so much.”
Probably Theresa had already let go of it until now, so she didn’t want to be bothered by their past, “Let’s just forget the bygones.”
“However, the harm for you can’t be erased. I apologize to you on her behalf.” Armand stared at her deeply.
Right then, the waiter served their drinks. Theresa wanted to tell him that she wouldn’t blame Elizabeth since they had broken up. However, when the waiter approached, she swallowed her words back. Then she picked up the water and took a sip.
Armand thought for a while and added, “After we divorce, if you can meet a good man who can take care of you…”
“I’ll consider marrying him,” Theresa interrupted him.
Armand lowered his head, “After all, it’s all my bad.”
“Please stop saying such words,” Theresa turned around and peered out of the window, “Why hasn’t your coworker come yet?”
New Book: Beginning with a Daring Encounter
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