Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

"Guess," Boyce taunted.

Armand grinned as he gazed at him for a few moments "Have you got a girlfriend? You brought her today?"

Boyce's eyes narrowed. He was okay if it had been someone else in the room, but it was Dolores, and one should never make fun of her.

"I won't joke about it anymore, what's there to be unhappy about?" Armand blinked a few times.

"It's Dolores," Boyce said, casting a look at him.

Armand had tensed as well. Hearing Dolores name or seeing her reminded him of Theresa.

"Well, I'll go then," he replied, his gaze fixed on the floor.

Since Theresa's departure, he's been preoccupied with work and caring for Elizabeth. He had last seen Dolores at the airport.

Dolores was close to Theresa, so seeing her reminded him of her. "Thought you'd gotten over it?" Boyce said, looking at him.

Why did he appear to be holding grudges against Dolores?

"No, I'm only..."

"It's all right; we did our best for you." Let's walk in and say hello to her."

Boyce entered the room, wrapping his arms around Armand.

With Armand's interruption, he had forgotten about contacting Matthew.

Dolores was the only one in the room. She sat on the couch, barefoot, sipping a glass of alcohol.

The men exchanged glances but did not look at her; they sat on one side of the table.

"Hi Dolores," Armand initiated the greeting.

Dolores looked up and realized they've entered the room. "Boyce invited you?"

“No, we met at the door,” Armand said as he took a seat on one of the sofa's corners."

Dolores gave a nod. She had no idea why they had met at the entrance.

to the toilet and should not have arrived at the door, but Dolores was despondent and didn't comprehend

a sidelong glance

plagued by remorse since Theresa's departure. She lost

and the sound of the

liquor. She didn't reach for it instead, "Theresa is doing

"I'm happy to

say much; given what had occurred, he should have

is in your honour." Armand

glass and knocked on his. The sound of glasses colliding shattered the silence in the

up the

the glass, so she endured the burning feeling in her throat

furrowed as she felt a

until now that Armand understood

he said,

gazed into the candlelight. Yes, she was in a bad mood. She was depressed as she watched

for far too long. Her focus was solely on the kids and job, not on

recovered from her psychical illness,

had healed,

had spent more time worrying about her well-being, she would have recognized her unhappiness and guided her away from

a terrible

Matthew?" Armand thought Dolores fought with

him, "Not everyone's relationship is as messed up

displeased, why would he irritate

it sad enough that he'd lost

spare me?" Armand

was the thing that bothered him

I'll drink this up," Boyce replied after pouring

the glass in less

Armand said as he swiftly refilled his

a loss for words, but could he turn down the

connections as friends if you reject,"

on," Boyce said as he proceeded to remove his

your buddy, I'll drink along," Armand said as

the nonsense and drink up!" Boyce