Snare of Love novel Chapter 273

“What are you doing?”

Theresa was still dressed in her wedding gown. She was exceptionally gorgeous today. Her small and delicate face wrinkled together at this moment.

Armand told her the truth. She should have seen it anyway, “Lock the door.”

“Why do you want to lock the door?” Theresa’s voice became louder. She approached the door and wanted to open it. But before she could do so, she was pulled by Armand, “What are you going to do? Today is our wedding night. Do you want me to spend the night by myself? I tell you, it’s not possible!”

“You… Argh!”

Before Theresa could say anything, she was carried by Armand around her waist. Theresa punched and kicked him, but Armand was unmoved and threw Theresa onto the big soft bed. He was looking down from a height. He said as he unbuttoned his shirt, “I can’t let other people see me as a joke. You can’t go anywhere today.”

Theresa was not a little girl who had never experienced the facts of life. She knew what Armand wanted to do when she saw Armand’s posture. But just because she was too clear about what Armand wanted to do, so she was flustered.

She moved her body, “Armand, don’t be impulsive.”

It was not that she was reserved, but she was a little unprepared. After all, both of them were drunk at that time, so they didn’t feel awkward.

But this time was different. Both of them were clear-headed.

Despite her feelings for him, they had never dated formally.

Armand smiled, “You don’t have to be nervous. I’ll be gentle.”

“Armand, give me a minute to get ready.” Theresa rolled over and wanted to get up. Armand bent down, grabbed her ankle, and wrapped her leg around his waist. He got down, “We’re already husband and wife. What do you still want to think about?”

“Ar… Mm Mm…”

Armand’s kiss drowned out Theresa’s words.

Outside the room, Boyce stroked Samuel’s head, “Samuel, you were too kind today. Armand didn’t suffer. You should make things more difficult for him in order to teach him the value of preciousness.”

Samuel raised his head and looked at Boyce, “Are you jealous?”

Boyce was speechless.

He raised his eyebrows, “Why am I jealous?”

“Because you are the only one who doesn’t have a wife.”

Boyce was speechless.

“You brat, you dare to make fun of me.” Boyce pretended to want to pull Samuel’s ear. Samuel reacted quickly and dashed away immediately.

Dolores brought her daughter, and when they were ready to go back to their room, Mrs. Leslie had completed all of the matters downstairs and went upstairs. When she saw Simona, her eyes narrowed, “This girl is too pretty, like her mother.”

Because she was praised by Mrs. Leslie, Simona greeted Mrs. Leslie with a smile, “Hello, Mrs. Leslie.”

Dolores quickly corrected her daughter. The seniority of the family would be messed up if she called like this. She squatted down and told her daughter, “I can call her Mrs. Leslie, and you have to call her Madam Leslie.”

Simona looked half-understood and asked, “I have to call her as Madam Leslie, is it right?”

Dolores nodded, “Yes.”

Simona turned her head and looked at Mrs. Leslie. She spoke so sweet as if she had wiped honey on her lips, “Hello Madam Leslie.”

“Hello.” Mrs. Leslie’s heart was about to be melted by Simona. She held Simona’s hand, “Simona, can I invite you to my room?”

Mrs. Leslie was getting on in years. Although she didn’t have to do anything for the wedding, she was still worried about a lot of things. She had just finished settling the things at the wedding site. She was exhausted and wanted to rest. But in this place that she was unfamiliar with, she wanted to find someone to talk to, but everybody seemed to be busy. She saw Simona and thought that Simona was adorable and wanted to spend some time with her.

The older a person gets, the more afraid he or she is of loneliness.

“Sure,” Simona answered without hesitation. She held Mrs. Leslie to go inside the room. Dolores followed them as well. They were not sure where Samuel and Boyce were playing right now. To see Dolores more, Matthew also followed them into the room.

Dolores poured water for Mrs. Leslie, “You must be tired today.”

Mrs. Leslie smiled, Armand could marry successfully, and it was alright to be a little tired. “I’m getting on with age, and I’m good for nothing already.”