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.

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

Armand a sidelong

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

the sound of the drink

She didn't reach for it instead, "Theresa is doing well now, don't worry,"

murmured, "I'm happy to hear

say much; given what

drink is in your honour." Armand extended his

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

bottomed up

the glass, so she endured the

felt a

understood Dolores wasn't in a good

Dolores?" he said,

on her arm and gazed into the candlelight. Yes, she was in a bad

too long. Her focus

her psychical illness, and had let go of

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

have recognized her unhappiness and guided her away from

a

of Matthew?" Armand thought

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

displeased, why would

that he'd lost both his

Armand nearly pleaded

that bothered

Boyce replied after pouring himself a

in less than a

one," Armand said as

loss for words, but could

connections as friends if you reject," Armand

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

buddy, I'll drink along," Armand

up!" Boyce drank from his