Chapter 784 – Back Home to Marry Off Myself Novel

Maxina 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,” Maxina 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.”

Car?

What car?

Boyce Shawn observed the car through his rear-view mirror. He then quickly noticed who the driver was.

His brows wrinkled up, and his facial expression darkened.

Theresa Gordon asked, “Is she following you on purpose?”

“I don’t think so,” Boyce replied.

‘There shouldn’t be a reason for this.’

‘What is she trying to do?’

Theresa took another glance behind, Boyce’s driving speed wasn’t fast, nor was it peak hours as there weren’t many cars on the road. However, the car behind was moving at a slower speed, under normal circumstances the car behind would’ve overtaken Boyce’s car.

If this wasn’t tracking, then what was it then?

“Doesn’t seem like it, haven’t you already settled the issues between the both of you?” Theresa herself had once gone through such a loss before. “I don’t want you to end up like Armand Bernie.”

This time it would be Jasmine Burke that would be hurt.

Boyce replied, “We’ve both made it clear, and she has even agreed. We both broke up on good terms.”

“Ah, is that so?” Theresa nodded.

Looking at Boyce’s personality, he was not the type of person to cheat on his partner.

When Boyce sped up, the car behind followed suit. When Boyce took an exit, Wendy Miller’s car did the same too. It was no mere coincidence that Wendy was travelling on this route, as she lived in the Southern District while Boyce lived in the Northern District, totally in the opposite directions.

Boyce began to hesitate. ‘If Wendy were to meet Jasmine when we reach home, that would definitely not be good.’

Theresa was also observing the car behind them. ‘I wasn’t sure at first if she was following us, but now it’s more apparent.’ Wendy continued to follow behind Boyce’s car.

“Mr. Boyce, can’t you deal with this first?” Theresa didn’t want anything bad to happen, as Boyce took Armand Bernie’s old route.

‘In a love triangle like this, the one who will end up being hurt the most will always be the most innocent one.’

Theresa didn’t want Jasmine to be the next person to go through what she had been through.


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.