Theresa vowed that she will no longer be with any man in her lifetime. Just being alive was hard enough, where will she have the strength to talk about relationships?
“I will marry anyone no matter how ugly or short they are, as long as it is not you, Armand,” she said firmly and with no emotions.
Armand’s heart faltered.
No matter how much feeling one could have would still have been washed away with these words.
“You… you…”
“I’ve already repeated this many times, haven’t I? You’re the one who keeps pestering me, do you know how annoying you are?”
“Theresa, your words are really hurtful. You’re going to make me give up if you keep going like this,” Armand said, his eyes turning red.
“Have you ever been kind to me? I would actually be thankful if you were to give up on me. I’m troubled and disgusted by your pestering and I would really be thankful for letting me go!” Theresa said. She quickly stood up from the sofa, ignoring her incompletely healed wound and stared at Armand. With tears brimming her eyes she said, “You have no idea how much hatred I have towards you. I really want to slap you right now, do you know how much I hate you!”
‘She hates me.’
‘She hates me.’
Armand repeated in his head Theresa’s words were sharp as knives, Armand’s eyes flared up, his lips trembled, as if he had been hit by a strong gust of wind. Armand paused for a while before saying, “I’ll do it for you then.”
SLAP!
Armand slapped himself with all his might. “Is this enough for you?” Armand asked, looking at Theresa.
Theresa never expected Armand to actually slap himself. She stood there looking at Armand, dazed and confused.
“If you feel that slapping me will calm you down and make you feel good, then it’s alright for me,” Armand said. He forcefully took Theresa’s hand and swung it to his face again with force. Theresa’s palm felt numb from the impact.
When Armand tried to go for a second swing, Theresa balled her fist and pulled her hand away. “If you want to be mad then do it alone! Don’t drag me in with you!” Theresa said.
“No, I must drag you into this! Even if you’ve stabbed me many times, I will still hound you. Let me tell you this, Theresa, you’ll never be able to get rid of me!” Armand said, laughing. “Call me crazy or even lowly, it wouldn’t bother me at all. If you want me to stop pestering you, there are only two ways. First, I lose my memories and forget about you. Or the second which is my death!”
Theresa could no longer control her emotions and began weeping profusely. Her heart had evidently been broken, but she still stayed strong. “If you think that saying and doing these things will give you a second chance then keep dreaming!” she said.
Theresa then limped back into her room.
Armand was at a loss for a second, but quickly recovered and chased after Theresa, hugging her tightly. “The injury on your leg has not fully healed yet, walking like this can lead to further injury. Let me carry you instead,” he said.
This time her weight was much lighter than before.
“Let go of me! I don’t need your help!” Theresa struggled, continuously beating Armand’s chest.
“If you don’t care about causing trouble for others, then keep struggling,” Armand said. Despite Theresa’s protests and struggling, Armand never let go.
Upon entering the room, Armand closed the door and placed Theresa on the bed. No matter how hard Theresa struggled, Armand tightly gripped Theresa’s hand. “You can hate me, think I am annoying, I don’t care, I have already made up my mind that I will no longer listen to you. Instead, I will follow my own way to pursue you. If you want to reject me, that’s your business, if I want to pursue you that’s my business. I might not be able to make you accept me, but you can never convince me to give up on you,” Armand said.
Theresa’s tears rolled down her cheeks, she could still vaguely see the finger marks on Armand’s face. “Do you really think that doing it this way, I will accept you once again?” she said.
“I’m not asking you to accept me, but I still have the right to pursue the person I love, you have no control over that!” Armand said.
Armand stood up and tidied his crumpled clothes. He straightened his back and smiled, “I’ll introduce myself once again, my name is Armand Bernie, and I am currently running a law firm. I can’t guarantee that my future wife will live a wealthy and lavish lifestyle, but she will never have to worry about food and clothing. My parents are sadly no longer around, but I have an elderly grandmother. My conditions are not the best, but they are certainly not the worst.”
“Miss.Gordon, I like you very much, and I have decided from this moment onwards that I want to pursue your love. The pursuit of love and happiness is everyone’s right, you may refuse, but you can never stop me from pursuing you.”
“You might think I am shameless or have no dignity, but I don’t care. I am just following my heart and I do not wish to have any regrets, therefore no one has the right to prevent me from pursuing my love.” Theresa could no longer speak at this point and just kept on crying.
Armand gently wiped away her tears, “Please stop crying, you’ll make me sad if you do.”
“Why are you forcing me!” Theresa yelled.
“I’ve made myself very clear, I just want to follow my heart, and no one should interfere!” Armand said. He gently touched Theresa’s face, while wiping her tears away. “Seeing you crying like this will make me misunderstand that your heart has softened.”000
“Get out!” Theresa Gordon didn’t care about the place where she was. She was acting hysterically towards him since a long time ago. Armand Bernie didn’t move as he looked at her, “Theresa…”
“Do you want me to die in front of you before you stop doing this?!” Her hand was placed on her chest as she could hardly breathe.
It was so painful. She felt like she was going to die.
Armand didn’t dare to force her too much and he slowly stood up, “I will give you some time.”
After saying the words, he walked out of the room and closed the door of the room. Theresa’s crying sound seemed to be louder as no one else was in the room and she didn’t suppress herself anymore. Loredana Flores was standing on the stairs on the second floor. She saw that Armand took a deep sigh when he walked out.
Just now, they had made a big commotion downstairs. Everyone had known about it. However, everyone was very sensible and they didn’t come out of the room.
Cormac Mendelsohn hugged her, “Stop looking.”
Loredana followed him back to the bedroom, “I want to ask you something. You have to answer me honestly.”
“Okay. You say.”
“If I couldn’t give birth to a child, would you still treat me as good as you are now?” Loredana raised her head and looked at him.
Cormac looked at her, “Why are you saying these?”
‘Their kids are not that young anymore. There is no reason to answer such hypothetical question.’
‘Why is she so strange today? Why is she asking such childish questions?’
She was like asking a question as childish as a woman who asked her boyfriends, who would they save first if she and his mother fell into the water at the same time.
“I am asking you. You have to answer me honestly.” Loredana didn’t let him go as she grabbed his collar. He had to give her an answer.
Cormac lowered his eyes to look at the small hands that were grabbing his collar. He said, “No. Even if you couldn’t give birth to a child, I would still love you. However, I will have some regrets.”
If two people who loved each other were living together without a child, they would have some regrets. When he thought about his life without Amanda Mendelsohn and Andrew Mendelsohn, he couldn’t accept it. Loredana slowly let go of her hands. ‘Yeah, they could love each other. However, there would be regrets for sure. Giving birth to a child is a process that every couple should go through. It is also a stage of life when a woman becomes a mother. It will also let the man experience the joy and excitement of becoming a father.’
She lowered his eyes, ‘What should Theresa do in the future?’
Cormac realized that she was not in the right mood, “What’s wrong with you?”
She shook his head, “Nothing.”
However, her look didn’t seem fine. Cormac lowered his head to kiss her lips. Loredana frowned as she stared at him.
He smiled, “You look ugly when you have something in your mind. Stop frowning.”
Loredana hit his chest, “You are the ugly one!”
“How am I ugly?” He frowned.
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.