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.

arrived at the door, but Dolores was

a sidelong glance but remaining

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

and the sound of

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

and murmured, "I'm happy to hear that," in hoarse

what had occurred, he should

your honour." Armand

The sound of glasses colliding shattered the silence in

up the

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

brow furrowed as she felt a stinging feeling

until now that Armand understood Dolores wasn't

Dolores?" he said,

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

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

was still young, had recovered from her psychical illness, and had let

had healed, but the pain

time worrying about her well-being, she would have recognized her unhappiness and guided her away from such an

was a

Armand

threw a glance at him, "Not everyone's

was displeased, why

enough that he'd lost both

you spare me?" Armand nearly pleaded with

thing that bothered him the

up," Boyce replied after pouring himself a

emptied the glass in less than a

one," Armand said as he swiftly refilled his

words, but

connections as friends

it on,"

buddy, I'll drink along," Armand said

up!" Boyce drank from