This little lady was too good with her mouth.
Oscar got into the driver’s seat and soon gunned the car and departed. The car slowly disappeared, but Armand’s gaze was still stuck in the same direction, unable to retrieve them. His soul seemed to linger outside his body for a while.
It was only a while since Theresa left him. However, it seemed that she had already gotten around on her two feet. Was that because of Oscar?
Previously, she enjoyed bantering with Oscar too.
He slowly lowered his gaze. Oscar and her!
He felt a stabbing pain torturing his chest as if a part of his heart was scooped away, and blood was trickling non-stop from the gap.
Armand didn’t get any rest for the whole night, and he only got a momentary rest after driving to C city. He was here to see Theresa, but he didn’t expect to see her going on a date with Oscar, and draped in such sophisticated style too. His bloodshot eyes seemed to worsen.
All of a sudden, he broke out into a fit of fragmentary laughter. It sounded very bitter.
If she could be happy, he would have given her his blessing. Everything was already set in stone except for actual proof in the form of divorces papers. She was certainly free.
However, it still didn’t lessen the pain he was feeling.
A leaf fluttered down and lodged itself on his windscreen before being swept away by the wind. That leaf was similar to him, as lonely as someone who was abandoned by everyone in the world.
After staying put for some time, he finally brought himself to start the car engine again and left.
He didn’t rest when he drove from B city to C city, and now that he was returning to B city once again, he could feel fatigue building up in his restless body. Despite that, this fatigue wouldn’t have broken him. The only thing breaking him now was the smile Theresa had shown to another man.
He kept telling himself to give her his most generous blessing, but it still didn’t serve to calm him down at all.
He walked into the house and tossed his jacket onto the sofa mindlessly. Elizabeth didn’t say anything to him as her eyes were glued to the television.
“Armand.” Elizabeth tried to show some concern since she noticed that he was in a foul mood.
Armand didn’t answer as he went straight to his room and shut the door. Whenever he was at home, he would confine himself totally, and he would only appear at the dining table when it was time for a meal. He practically had zero interaction with Elizabeth at this point.
Elizabeth who used to have a sunny disposition slowly lost her passion. With how Armand was holding up, she didn’t have any mood too.
She rolled her wheelchair to the balcony. The balcony of the living room was adjacent to Armand’s balcony, and there was only a glass wall separating those two areas. She saw Armand sitting on the floor, his messy shirt still worn on him. His hair was sprawling in a messy fashion, which made him look very forlorn.
Elizabeth felt a tinge of worry when she saw him looking like this.
She couldn’t help but doubt herself: Was she wrong?
“Theresa.” Armand’s shoulders trembled very slightly when he spoke that name.
Seeing that Armand was in such agony, Elizabeth’s eyes couldn’t help but be reddened. She didn’t want to linger at the balcony any longer as she rolled herself back to her room and shut herself in. This was not what she wanted to see since the beginning. All she ever wanted was a grandchild, and she never wanted to see Armand wallowing in such pain.
Things didn’t happen the way he wanted. Theresa was no more, and Armand was like a living corpse devoid of any human warmth.
Knock, knock.
Somebody was knocking at the door.
Elizabeth turned her head and called out, “Come in.”
Bertha pushed the door open, “Your sugar cake is ready.”
“Since when did I say that I want to eat that?” Elizabeth answered coldly.
Bertha slightly furrowed her brows, “Just now you did say that.”
“I am not in any mood to eat any sugar cake.” Elizabeth completely forgot about the fact that she had asked Bertha to bake a cake for her.
Bertha wasn’t fazed by her reaction. In the past few days, similar things had happened to Elizabeth too. Just yesterday, she had misplaced the remote control on a table in her room, but she had accused Bertha of losing it somewhere else. Bertha was no longer affected by such a reaction from Elizabeth.
She turned to return to the kitchen, but Elizabeth stopped her.
Bertha turned around, “What other instruction do you have?”
“Wait, what did I want to say?” Elizabeth seemed like she had something to tell Bertha, but in the blink of an eye, she seemed to completely forget about it.
“Then just tell me when you recall it.” Bertha moved away.
Elizabeth had an anguished expression on her face. What was she going to say just now?
Elizabeth still couldn’t remember what she was about to say after racking her brain for some time, and at the same time, Armand seemed to have returned to his senses as he was seen going out after a fresh change of attire. The fatigue on his face was evident, but no matter how tired he was at the moment, his heart was still in turmoil. He couldn’t fall asleep, so he decided to pay a visit to the law firm.
“Mr. Bernie, someone is looking for you at the firm. He’s waiting in the guest reception room.” The receptionist informed him.
Armand nodded to signify comprehension, “Got it.”
He walked into the guest reception room and found that it was the lady who used to find him to take care of her lawsuit but who also in the end cancel the whole thing.
Armand’s face was expressionless. He asked indifferently, “Do you have any favour to ask of me?”
The lady had a fair and composed complexion as she stood up, “I still remember vividly your extension of help towards me last time. This is just a token of appreciation from me.”
She placed a gift on the table which she have brought.
Armand pushed the gift back and said, “I won’t accept any rewards for doing nothing. I barely did anything to help you, so you don’t have to be so polite.”
The lady pushed the gift towards him again, “It’s not something very expensive, just highly-rated ginseng. You should just accept it.”
Armand put that gift under the table to show that he accepted the gift. He sat down and asked, “Do you need my help in anything this time?”
The lady shook her head, “Not this time. Back then when I looked for you to handle my lawsuit, only you were gutsy enough to take me on. Everyone else shunned me as far as they could. Although in the end, I decided to give up on the lawsuit as a means to seek retribution and payback for my daughter, I still was able to vent my frustration something good has happened for her sake. My daughter’s soul in have can finally rest in peace.”
Armand asked, “What do you mean by that?”
The lady smiled, “You must not have seen the news, have you?”
Armand admitted that he really didn’t see the news, so the lady revealed, “That despicable couple who caused my daughter’s death has died in a car accident. It was just yesterday.”
“Is that so?” Armand was surprised by this news.
The lady continued, “Yes, it really is just as the saying goes, ‘bad deeds or good deeds will rebound upon the doer’. From what I heard, this mistress was not able to get pregnant after taking over the official missus position, and even if she was pregnant, the foetus wouldn’t develop. My grandchild’s death was caused by the Day family, and now, they finally get served by karma.” The lady’s voice slowly grew hoarse as she spoke.
Upon mentioning the matter of the child, Armand lowered his gaze and intentionally changed the topic, “How did the car accident happen?”
“The Day family is an affluent family with wealth and power at their disposal. There is certainly no way that they will accept the end of their bloodline, so they must have sought surrogacy. That mistress must have been reluctant to accept that so she had thrown a tantrum. Perhaps the same fate had befallen her like my daughter, and she was indignant about the whole thing, which pushed her to kill herself and that heartless man together while on their way to process their divorce.” The lady felt happiness dancing in her heart as she totally accepted the menu served by karma itself.
This was the outcome of bringing harm to her beloved daughter.
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.