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

a sidelong glance but

been plagued by remorse since Theresa's

glass, and the sound of the drink falling into the glass sounded

glanced at the glass filled with liquor. She didn't reach for it

his head and murmured, "I'm happy to hear

what had occurred, he should

is in your honour." Armand extended his glass

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

bottomed up

the glass, so she endured the burning feeling in her throat and finished

brow furrowed as she felt a stinging feeling

that Armand understood Dolores wasn't in

he said,

a bad mood. She was depressed as she watched

Jessica for far too long. Her focus was solely on the

had recovered from her psychical illness, and had let go

illness had healed,

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

a terrible

because of Matthew?" Armand thought Dolores

everyone's relationship is as messed up

displeased, why would he irritate

that he'd lost

spare me?" Armand nearly pleaded with

that

drink this up," Boyce replied

the glass in less than a

of one," Armand

was at a loss for words, but could he

will cut connections as friends if

bring it on," Boyce said as he

I'll drink along," Armand said as he

the nonsense and drink up!" Boyce drank from his