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.

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

sidelong

had been plagued by remorse since Theresa's departure. She lost her kid

sound of the drink falling

for it instead, "Theresa is doing well

and murmured, "I'm happy to

much; given what had occurred, he

your honour." Armand

took the glass and knocked on his. The sound of glasses colliding

bottomed up the

want to drink only half of the glass, so she endured the burning feeling in her

brow furrowed as she felt a stinging feeling down

now that Armand understood Dolores

he said,

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

Jessica for far too long. Her focus was solely on the kids and job,

had recovered from her psychical illness, and had let go of

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

about her well-being, she would have recognized her unhappiness and guided her away

was a

of Matthew?" Armand thought

threw a glance at him, "Not everyone's relationship is as messed up as

was displeased, why

enough that he'd lost both his lover

Armand nearly pleaded with

that bothered

this up," Boyce replied after

glass in less than

one," Armand said

loss for words, but could he

connections as friends if you

are nothing to me, bring it on," Boyce said as he proceeded to remove his

I'll drink along," Armand said as he

nonsense and drink up!"