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Snare of Love novel Chapter 230

Those days when Dolores was ‘locked’ in the backyard, the two children almost got used to the life there, every day after they had their meal, they'd take a stroll around the village, there were beautiful mountains and clear water, the air was also fresh, they experienced the village life there like they were on a vacation.

Yesterday, Simona heard an old lady said that there were wild persimmons at the west side of the mountain, which were all ripe at that season, she was thinking about that too, she had eaten all the fruits, but she had never gone up the mountain to pick them, that's very weird, thus she kept asking Matthew to bring her there.

Matthew almost never refused his children’s request, so he brought the two children and bodyguard up the mountain early in the morning after breakfast, Boyce also followed him, Armand and Theresa stayed to defend the ‘position’

Charles didn't go up the mountains because of his ability to walk.

Dolores walked out of the back door, the front yard was really empty, Charles went to take care of the company's business, Armand was pursuing Theresa, not sure where did he pick a bunch of wild chrysanthemums, Theresa was squatting by the river while washing the two children's clothes, the river water was clear, it was just a bit cold during that season, but there's no way to use washing machines there, so she had to wash it with her hands.

Armand secretly popped his head out from her back and handed the flower to her, “Smells nice, isn't it?”

Theresa glared at him, “Go away, can't you see that I'm washing my clothes?” she glanced at him as she said that, she then sneered, “You're giving me chrysanthemums, are you cursing me to death?”

Usually, the flower that women wanted to receive the most would be something romantic like roses and lilies, she had never seen someone who gave chrysanthemums to a living people.

Armand lowered his head in embarrassment, looking at the purple and pink small chrysanthemums, he blinked, they were quite beautiful, in the mountains and at such season, there were only such flowers.

“I didn't want to curse you to death.” Armand felt wronged, he really didn't mean that.

In a fit of anger, Armand casually threw the bright colored little chrysanthemums to the river, he added some colors to the river for nor the reason.

“Armand, you want to die?” Theresa frowned as she pointed at the river, “Such a clear water, how could you throw things in it, isn't it pollution?”

Armand was speechless.

Damn it.

Why everything that he did was wrong?

That wasn't even harmful trash, could a few flowers be pollution?

“Pick it up.” Theresa glared at him, Armand opened his mouth widely, she was telling him to pick it up?

How?

It floated along with the water.

He looked at her hand unintentionally, because the water was too cold, her hands froze until it was so red, Armand pulled her hands, only when he touched them he knew how cold her hands were, “I'll warm it up for you.”

Theresa struggled, “Don't change the subject, who told you to warm it up.”

Armand stood on the rock by the river, Theresa's movement was so great that he slipped and fell into the river with a loud sound and a huge splash of water, Theresa's body also got quite wet.

Theresa just didn't want him to do anything to her, she didn't want to push him into the river, it was almost winter and the water was very cold.

Armand popped his head out of the river, trembling because it was freezing cold, he had goose bumps all over as he shouted to Theresa, “You want to murder your own husband, huh?”

Froze him to death.

Theresa was actually feeling guilty, but after hearing his words, she felt much less guilty, “Armand, stop that, we're just pretending to be in love, you know? When we're back, we'll break up and we won't have any relationship, got it?”

Armand swam to the riverbank, hugged his arms, and realized that it was colder when he was ashore with the wind blowing, achoo! Achoo!

He covered his mouth and nose, sniffed, “Theresa, you took advantage of me so you must be responsible for me!”

Theresa kept silent.

“Armand can you stop being so shameless?” it was the first time Theresa had met such a shameless, unscrupulous, and lowly person.

“I don't care...”

“What are you guys doing?” Dolores found them and saw them bickering, it was such a cold day but Armand was soaked all over, wouldn't he catch a cold?

Theresa and Armand turned their heads at the same time, they saw Dolores standing not far from them and they spoke in unison, “You already came out...”

They had such a tacit understanding and said the same words, they were looking at each other and Theresa was the first one to retract her gaze, she walked over to Dolores, “Lola.”

Dolores responded to her but she kept looking at Armand, “You're taking a bath in the river?”

Achoo! Achoo! Armand bent over, he almost froze to death, taking a bath? Was he crazy?

“I'm going back first.” no, he couldn't stand it any longer, otherwise he'd catch a cold.

Dolores looked at Theresa, “You were quarreling?”

Theresa shook her head continuously, “No, he carelessly slipped into the water.”

Dolores could see that Theresa was lying, but she didn't hold on to that topic but asked instead, “Where are Samuel and Simona?”

“Mr. Nelson brought them up the mountains to pick persimmons.” Theresa answered.

Dolores frowned, “What?”

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