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.

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

a sidelong

had been plagued by remorse since Theresa's departure. She lost her kid as a result of his

poured alcohol into Dolores' glass, and the sound of the drink falling into the glass sounded like someone

She didn't reach for

lowered his head and murmured, "I'm happy

much; given what had occurred, he

your honour." Armand extended his

The sound of glasses

bottomed up the

drink only half of the glass, so she endured the burning feeling

she felt a stinging

wasn't until now that Armand understood Dolores wasn't in a

you sad, Dolores?" he

was in a bad mood. She was

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

thought, was still young, had recovered from her psychical illness, and had let go of the

Her physical illness had healed, but the pain Randolph had given her had

well-being, she would have recognized her unhappiness and

a terrible

because of Matthew?" Armand thought Dolores

at him, "Not everyone's relationship is

displeased, why would he

that he'd lost

me?" Armand

thing that

up," Boyce replied after pouring himself a

glass in less than a

one," Armand said as he swiftly refilled his

was at a loss for words, but

as friends if you

to me, bring it on," Boyce said as he proceeded

along," Armand

up!" Boyce drank from his