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.

excused himself to the toilet and should not have arrived at the door, but Dolores was

sidelong glance

as well; he had been plagued by remorse since Theresa's departure. She lost her kid as a result

glass, and the sound of the drink falling into the

for it instead, "Theresa is

murmured, "I'm happy to hear that,"

much; given what had occurred, he should have

is in your honour." Armand

sound of glasses colliding shattered the silence

up

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

as she felt a

that Armand understood Dolores wasn't in a good

you sad, Dolores?" he said, looking at

arm and gazed into the candlelight. Yes, she was in a bad mood. She was depressed as she watched Jessica being imprisoned, getting thinner by the

had been neglecting Jessica for far too long. Her

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

was mistaken. Her physical illness had healed, but the pain

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

a

it because of Matthew?" Armand thought

him, "Not everyone's relationship

displeased, why would

it sad enough that he'd lost both his lover

Armand nearly pleaded with

was the thing that

Boyce

the glass in

Armand said

at a loss for words, but could he turn down

as friends if

to me, bring it on," Boyce said

Armand said as he filled

drink up!" Boyce drank from his