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.

not have arrived at the door, but

a sidelong

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

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

the glass filled with liquor. She didn't reach for it instead,

lowered his head and murmured, "I'm happy

say much; given what had occurred, he should have

is in your honour." Armand extended his glass to

sound of glasses colliding shattered

up the

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

she felt a stinging feeling down

Armand understood Dolores wasn't in a

he said,

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

a daughter, she had been neglecting Jessica for far too long. Her focus was solely on the kids and job, not on

from her psychical illness, and had let go of the

healed, but the pain Randolph had given

would have recognized her unhappiness and guided her away from such

a

of Matthew?" Armand thought Dolores

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

was displeased, why would he irritate

lost both

you spare me?" Armand

that bothered him

I'll drink this up," Boyce replied after pouring

emptied the glass in less

instead of one," Armand said as he swiftly refilled

loss for words, but could he

will cut connections as friends if you

bring it on," Boyce said as he

along," Armand said as he filled

nonsense and drink up!"