Theresa laughed, “I forgot. You’re now a person with a family. I didn’t see you before this, so I’ll now say a belated blessing to you. Boyce, happy wedding!”
Boyce said, “Thank you.”
Theresa asked for the last time, “I will leave if you really don’t want to eat.” Boyce answered that he really didn’t want to eat. After Theresa left, Boyce took a long breath.
This time, he watched till Theresa had walked far enough, only then he touched Armand, “She’s gone. Did she suspect anything just now?”
Armand opened his eyes, “What’s wrong with you? Can’t you even fool a woman?”
Boyce was speechless.
How could he blame him?
“Armand, you rascal. Is your conscience being fed to the dogs? I’m going to tell Mrs. Bernie and Theresa that you’re faking it right now. I let you die here and no one will care about you.”
“Hey, I was just too anxious.” Armand became a coward instantly. He was really afraid that Boyce would really reveal his lies. By then, things would be irreversible.
Boyce hummed and sat on the chair. He said, “You should be careful too. If you cheat them for a long time, once they find out, you’ll be in big trouble. Hence, you better stop when your goal is achieved.” Armand said, “I know, I will take care of it. Can you pour me a glass of water? I’m thirsty.”
Boyce got up and poured some water for him. He asked, “Do you want to eat something?”
Armand said, “I’m not hungry.”
Boyce nodded and helped him up. He handed him the water.
Armand shook his head, “I can’t move my hands. Please feed me.”
Boyce was speechless.
Then, he said, “Stop pretending.”
“Really.” Armand didn’t want to move at all although he could. He felt pain all over his body when he moved.
Boyce handed the glass to his mouth, “I’ll choke you to death.”
Armand tilted his head and looked at him, “How can you be so cruel? What good will it do you if I die?”
“I feel more peaceful,” Boyce said coldly. “Drink quickly and lie down. If not, you’ll be seen.”
“I won’t. No one is coming at this time of the day.”
Boyce deliberately let go of his hand. Armand’s back lost his support, so he fell back into bed again. It touched his wounds and made him moaned in pain, “Boyce! You rascal! You want to torture me to death?” Boyce put down the glass, “I would like to.”
“Go away. Hurry up and go.” Armand looked very painful.
Boyce laughed, “Does it really hurts?”
Armand glared at him, “What do you think?”
Boyce converged his smile, “I’m relieved if you feel pain.”
Armand was speechless.
Who the hell was he?
Was he still his best friend?
Why was he so cruel?
So hard-hearted.
Boyce said slowly and methodically, “You cheated Theresa and Mrs. Bernie. I must revenge for them, mustn’t I?”
Armand was speechless again.
“Which side are you on?”
“I’m on the weak side.”
Armand was speechless.
“Aren’t I the weak one?”
Boyce let out a laugh, “You’re the weak one? Are you sure you’re not the originator?”
Armand didn’t say a word.
He had nothing to say.
Boyce stop talking nonsense with him and told him to get some rest.
He sat aside quietly. After a while, his phone rang. It was a call from Jasmine. She told him that she had brought some food over for him.
She asked him which ward he was in.
Then, Boyce told her the ward number.
“Who’s coming?” Armand asked.
“Jasmine,” Boyce said.
“Oh, it’s her.” Armand thought that Theresa and Elizabeth were back.
Boyce overlapped his legs and looked at him, “Who is she?”
Armand blinked and said, “She is Jasmine, your wife.”
“What else?” Boyce had a serious face now.
Armand noticed that he was unhappy now.
He cleared his throat and said, “Was I wrong? Isn’t she your wife?”
“Keep pretending.” Boyce said calmly, “Wait and see, I will tell Theresa how to address her.”
Armand was speechless.
Boyce was obviously threatening him.
‘Is he still human?’ thought Armand.
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