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,

sidelong glance

plagued by remorse since Theresa's departure. She lost her kid as a result of his

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

with liquor. She didn't reach for it

head and murmured, "I'm happy

didn't say much; given what had occurred, he

in your honour."

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

bottomed up the

so she

furrowed as she felt a

Armand understood Dolores wasn't in a good

sad, Dolores?" he said,

into the candlelight. Yes, she was in a bad mood. She

for far too long. Her focus was

recovered from her psychical illness, and had let

physical illness had healed, but the

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

was a

of Matthew?" Armand thought Dolores fought

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

was displeased, why

lost both his

me?" Armand nearly pleaded

that bothered

drink this up," Boyce

the glass in

glasses instead of one," Armand said as he swiftly refilled his

was at a loss for words, but

as friends if

to me, bring it on," Boyce said as

drink along," Armand said as he filled his

nonsense and drink up!"