She didn’t move, “Do you know a man called Cody Day?”
He didn’t know Cody, but he had heard of him as he knew his father.
Cormac buried his face into her long hair, muffling a sound, “Why you asked about him?”
She looked back at him and said seriously, “I want him to meet Phoebe Lewis.”
Two of them had been stayed together for so long and they would naturally interact when they saw each other.
If Armand saw it with his own eyes, it would be more convincing than any evidence.
Soon Cormac understood, “Did Boyce check it out?”
“Um.” She replied him and told what Boyce had found out. Cormac didn’t have any change in his expression and said indifferently, “I’ll arrange it.”
He didn’t like to deal with such matters, but it was related to Loredana’s friend and his own buddy, so he had to intervene.
She trusted him that he could arrange it well and said earnestly, “Thank you.”
His hand probed inside her clothes and gently pinched the flesh on her waist as he said in a low and hoarse voice, “How do you want to thank me?” She felt itchy and twisted her body, reminding him seriously, “Here’s company, your office. Do you want to lose face in case someone sees?”
“No one will just come in.” He smothered a laugh, “Are you willing to have sex with me here?”
She was speechless.
How could he be so shameless to this point?
She was unwilling to do it and refused, “I don’t want to lose face even you don’t.”
He deliberately bit her neck hard and she cried out in pain instinctively, “Ah!”
Soon she closed her mouth again, clenched her fists and kept pounding his chest. He didn’t move, like an unshakeable mountain. Suddenly he caught her two restless hands, raised them above her head, pinned her against the window and kissed her lips …
As she struggled, he bit her hard. This made her to grunt in pain.
He laughed, “You can scream all you want.”
She knew he was doing it on purpose and she glared at him.
He kissed her eyes and licked her until she was wet.
On the other side, Theresa Gordon was vomiting severely. Almost everything she ate was vomited out. She vomited acidic saliva when there was nothing in her stomach and she had no strength at all. She had no choice but to go to the hospital and let the doctor check if he could prescribe some antiemetic drugs.
The doctor prescribed her vitamin B6. As she was about to go downstairs to the pharmacy to pick up the medicine, she passed by the orthopaedic department and saw Armand walking out of there with Phoebe.
The corridor was empty and there was no place to hide even if she wanted to do so.
“Does it still hurt?” he asked her with concern.
Phoebe shook her head, “I’ve troubled you …” She swallowed what she was going to say when she saw Theresa and gripped his arm tighter.
As he saw Phoebe keep looking ahead, he looked up and saw Theresa standing there.
Armand’s body stiffened abruptly as if he didn’t expect to meet Theresa suddenly. He almost wanted to let go of Phoebe by instinct. However, at the moment he lost his hold, Phoebe grabbed him and pretended to be in pain in her legs on purpose. She appeared to be on the verge of collapsing if she didn’t hold Armand.
Armand didn’t move anymore, and he didn’t push Phoebe away either. At this moment, Armand also wanted to see whether Theresa would become enraged because he was with Phoebe. Although Theresa didn’t avoid him and visited Mrs. Leslie on occasion, her attitude towards him was very cold to the point where he felt that Theresa had no feelings for him.
Phoebe happened to be by his side at the time. So, he wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to test Theresa’s attitude towards him. If she was upset, it meant she cared about him. Phoebe sneaked a glance at Armand. She didn’t expect that he didn’t push her away. She was happy in her heart but pretended to look sad, “Miss Theresa, don’t get me wrong. My leg is injured, and I’m unable to walk. So, Armand accompanied me to the hospital…”
“I don’t get anything wrong.”
Theresa’s hand, which was holding the prescription list, was clenched tightly. The nails pierced the paper and were embedded in the flesh of her palm. She could only keep her head clear if she were in enough pain.
She smiled lightly and peacefully, “I had nothing to do with Mr…. Armand now. It’s his freedom to be with whoever he wants to.”
Armand pursed his lips tightly and tensed his muscles throughout his body. He was overwhelmed with emotion in his heart and was unable to calm down. He seemed to be unable to accept Theresa’s serenity. The calmer Theresa was, that meant the less she cared about him.
Phoebe was overjoyed in her heart.
But she didn’t dare to show it on her face. After all, she couldn’t quite understand Armand’s reaction right now. Was it that he had given up on Theresa, or was it something else?
She had to catch Armand this time.
Armand, who was repressing the disappointment and pain in his heart, didn’t say anything. He held Phoebe’s waist, “Let’s go.”
Armand shouldered Theresa when he walked right past her, not sure if he was intentional or unintentional.
Theresa had vomited so badly that she was out of energy. Armand’s shoulder charge nearly knocked her to the ground. Fortunately, there was a window on her side. She didn’t fall because she supported her body with her hands.
She slowly squatted down her body and covered her chest with her hands. She wished to conceal the sadness that was bursting from her chest.
Theresa’s only feeling was pain as if someone had dug a hole in her heart. The blood was flowing out unstoppably.
She was not sure if she would die because all of her blood had flown out and dried up.
Not sure if her emotions were too agitated, her stomach churned violently again. She covered her mouth with her hand and dashed to the restroom. Outside of the hospital, Armand escorted Phoebe onto a taxi, “You go back first.”
Phoebe wanted to grab him, but she wasn’t brave enough to do so. She was afraid that Armand would be disgusted by her eagerness, despite Armand’s good impression of her that she had created with a lot of effort.
“You still have something to deal with, right?” Phoebe beat about the bush.
Armand hummed lightly. He didn’t want to say anything else and shut the door of the car. Phoebe was a bit flustered. Obviously, Armand didn’t want to go because he wanted to go back to find Theresa. Phoebe lowered the car window immediately, “You want to explain to Theresa, right? Do you want me to help you in explaining it clearly to her? After all, nothing happened between the two of us.” Armand was a bit impatient, “No need.”
He let the driver drive the car after he finished speaking.
Armand turned around and walked into the lounge after seeing the car sped away. Armand walked to the corridor where he had just met Theresa. However, Theresa was nowhere to be found in the corridor. He frowned and turned to walk towards the lounge. The lounge was bustled with people, but he couldn’t find Theresa.
Armand was feeling a little lonely.
He was dejected. He had given up on finding Theresa and was about to leave when he noticed her walking out of the restroom. She covered her stomach, and her face was a bit pale. She seemed to be sick. Armand approached her quickly and held her, “What happened to you?”
Theresa raised her head, and the face that came into her view was a little blurry. But she could see this face clearly after a short time. She was not sure why her throat tightened after she saw clearly that the person was Armand. Her nose felt like it was stuffed with a large ball of cotton, and a sourness rolled wildly around the rim of her eyes. She lowered her head, “Why do you come back again? Do you want to have a good laugh at me?”
Armand was reluctant to admit that he came back to find her. He actually wanted to see Theresa and was worried that she was sick because she was in the hospital, “Yes.”
Theresa laughed until her tears were going to drop, “You come and find me like this, aren’t you scared that your ex-girlfriend… No, should be your girlfriend, who you had made up with, now. Aren’t you afraid that she will get angry?”
“She is not that small-minded.”
Theresa paused for a moment. Did he mean that she was small-minded before?
New Book: Beginning with a Daring Encounter
Celsie was tired of being labeled as an introvert, workaholic, and dull virgin by her friends. Determined to prove them wrong, she made a bet that she would do something daring on her 25th birthday. Now that the day had arrived, it was time to fulfill her promise. On her daring to-do list, there was one task: a one-night stand with someone.