Snare of Love

Chapter 284 The Face Is as Rough as a Dog’s Butt

Since Mrs. Leslie and Sampson had nothing to do, they decided to go back to City B.

The return journey was smooth and nothing unexpected happened to interfere with their journey.

There was not much time left for them as New Year’s Eve was around the corner.

Boyce had to keep an eye on Sampson. So, his car went last whereas Armand and Theresa sat in one

car with Mrs. Leslie. Matthew and his family of four were in a caravan.

The scenery along the road was somewhat stagnant, without the vibrancy of spring, the bright green of

summer and the fruit of autumn, only a very cold wind was left.

It was a quiet journey. They spent only half a day to complete half of the journey. It was much faster

than the previous journey.

At noon, they rested in the service area to have lunch.

The service area was very crowded because it was nearing the end of the year, the car park was full of

cars and there were all sorts of people standing everywhere.

Simona wanted to go to the washroom, so Dolores took her there. On the other hand, Matthew took

Samuel to the restaurant. Armand and Theresa supported Mrs. Leslie and brought her in too.

Sampson had awoken. He was guarded by people all around, they were not to look after him, but to

prevent him from committing suicide or escaping.

Boyce instructed his men to keep an eye on Sampson. Then, he went to the washroom before looking

for them in the dining room. Mrs. Leslie was in the pink of health as she recuperated well, mainly

because she was in a good mood. Armand’s marriage had always troubled her.

Now that Armand had married, she was free of preoccupations and there was why she was in a good

mood.

“Grandma looks younger.” Boyce sat down and said.

“You always know how to make an old lady happy.” Mrs. Leslie sounded angry, but she was happy.

“I am telling the truth.” Boyce made Mrs. Leslie laughed.

Since the food in the service area did not taste nice, Boyce shoved a mouthful of food into his mouth

and said, “Let’s simply eat something first, we’ll have a good meal when we get back to City B.”

Armand stood up, “I want to buy something. Theresa, please take care of grandma.”

Theresa nodded.

“Mr. Bernie, I saw someone selling jack fruit, please help me to buy one box when you come in,”

Samuel said.

Armand looked at him, “Do you like it?”

Samuel shook his head, “My sister likes to eat, but she’s not a picky eater, she eats everything that

tastes good.”

Armand agreed to help him. He then turned around and walked out of the restaurant. He glanced at

Boyce through the glass door. Boyce was talking to Samuel. Looking at his lips, it seemed he was

saying: Samuel loves his sister.

Boyce did not pay attention to Armand, so Armand let out a sigh of relief and put the hood on his down

feather jacket over his head. Then, he walked towards the car with Sampson in it.

When he reached the car, he looked around. After making sure that no one was paying attention to

him, he reached out his hand and pulled the car door. Inside the car, there were the two men who

Boyce ordered to guard Sampson. Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

Seeing that it was Armand, the bodyguards inside the car greeted, “Mr. Bernie.”

Armand took a look at Sampson who was placed underneath and laughed, “You guys go eat first, I’ll

guard him.”

“Didn’t Mr. Shawn say that he’ll come and replace us later?”

“He told me to come, why you guys don’t trust me?” Armand raised his eyebrows and said unhappily.

The bodyguard waved his hands repeatedly, “No, no ...”

Armand violently interrupted him, “Then why don’t you get off the car quickly?”

The two bodyguards stepped down from the car and Armand got in. At the same time, he ordered

them, “Eat quickly.”

“Okay.”

After seeing that the two bodyguards had left, Armand closed the car door and sat down. He looked at

Sampson with a wicked smile and moved his wrist, “We meet again.”

Sampson stared at him, wanting to move but unable to do so as his arms and legs were fixed to

prevent him from running away and from committing suicide. They even put a brace inside his mouth

so that he did not even have a chance to bite his tongue to kill himself. Boyce said, if he wished to die,

he would have to wait until he returned to City B and was sentenced before he could die.

By then, if he did not want to die, Boyce would still put him into trouble.

“Why can’t you move?” Armand asked with a deliberate smile.

Sampson knew that he did not even have the ability to die now, he was like the meat on the chopping

block, only at the mercy of others.

He simply closed his eyes as he did not want to look at Armand.

“Hah.” Armand sneered, he took out his mobile phone and deliberately took some pictures, “You think,

if I take two nude... photos and make them into big banners then pull them up in front of the Herbert

family’s company and villa, would it be funny?”

Sampson opened his eyes and stared at Armand with a deadly glare. If he could move now, he would

definitely fight with Armand. He was willing to die but he thought that it would be a sin if he put his

family into trouble.

“Haha.” Armand bent down and looked at him, “How come you’re scared? When you threatened me,

why didn’t you think that you would have such a day? Hmm?”

Sampson’s hands were clenched into fists and the corners of his eyes were twitching. It was clear that

he was angry at this moment.

Armand pinched his face, patted it, snapped it, and tsked twice, “Why is this face as rough as a dog's

butt?”

Sampson’s five sense organs were all twisted together. He looked very hideous.

Seeing him angry, Armand was happy. He leant even lower, “Beating my grandmother? Hmm?”

“Bang!”

Following the snap, the car window glass shook. Sampson’s face swelled instantly and there was blood

seeping from the corner of his mouth.

Armand shook his hand. His wrist was numb due to the snap, “Damn, hitting you with my hand is a

loss, people like you don’t deserve to have a face!”

Sampson’s body kept twitching for several times as he was extremely angry.

“Does it feel comfortable to be slaughtered?” Armand deliberately pinched his red and swollen face.

Sampson’s mouth hissed in pain.

Knock Knock ---

Suddenly the car window glass was knocked.

He turned his head. Since the window glass was covered with black film, the outsider could not see

what was the inside and the insider could not see what was the outside.

He stretched his hand and pressed a button to lower down the car window. He could only see Boyce

half-leaning against the body of the car, “What should be taught had already been taught, why don’t

you go and have lunch?”

When Armand said that he was going out to buy something, Boyce knew what he wanted to do on the

pretext of coming out. He did not stop him because he understood him.

If he did not let him get off his anger, he would keep thinking about it.

Armand opened the car door and got down, coughing lightly to hide his embarrassment, “Have you

finished eating?”

Boyce pouted his mouth, “I have finished eating. I am afraid that if you kill someone, I will not be able to

go back and explain.”

He was able to come out for so long on the pretext of tracking Sampson, if he went back without

bringing Sampson, he was going to be punished.

Armand coldly snorted, “You won’t die.” After saying that, he quickly left and bought a jack fruit from the

fruit shop as he entered the restaurant.

When he walked into the restaurant, Samuel was dumbfounded, did not he ask Armand to buy one

box? How came he bought only one?

Since it was also very big, how should he peel it?

Armand smiled, “The whole one is fresh.”

Samuel blinked and asked, “Would you like to peel the skin?”

The jack fruit was delicious, but it only had little meat and a large seed in the middle. The most

troublesome thing is to peel its skin.

Armand had let off his anger on Sampson and was in a good mood at the moment.

“I’ll peel it, I’ll peel it. Oh yea, where’s your dad?” Armand put the large jack fruit on the ground and

pulled out a chair to sit down.

“He goes to find my mummy.”

Dolores had taken Simona to the washroom for a long time, so, Matthew went to look for them.

The service area was crowded on a normal day. During New Year's Eve, it was more crowded and

there was a queue to go to the washroom.

Matthew frowned by the time he got down the car as he was not used to such a crowded environment.

He waited for Dolores and her daughter across a road. After a while, Dolores came out of the

washroom with his daughter.

Simona let go of Dolores’ hand when she saw Matthew, she then shouted “Daddy...”

She ran too fast until bumped into a woman who was standing on the curb and was eating instant

noodles. It might be because the woman was not holding the instant noodles appropriately in her hand,

she spilt the whole bowl of instant noodles when Simona, a small kid bumped into her. The instant

noodles were spilt coincidentally all over the woman.

The woman was wearing a short white woolen coat and this spill caused a large amount of red oil to

stick to her clothes. The woman’s face changed and she cursed, “Don’t you walk with your eyes?”

Dolores quickly ran over and was about to apologize.

Simona felt that she might have done the wrong thing, so she apologized, “Miss, I’m sorry ...”

“Bang!”