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.

just excused himself to the toilet and should not have arrived at the door, but Dolores was despondent and didn't comprehend

gave Armand a sidelong glance but

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

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

filled with liquor. She didn't reach for it

"I'm happy

given what had occurred, he

is in your honour." Armand extended his glass

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

bottomed up the

she endured the burning feeling in her throat

felt a stinging feeling down her

understood Dolores wasn't in a good

sad, Dolores?" he said, looking

the candlelight. Yes, she was in a bad mood. She was depressed as she watched Jessica being

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

her psychical illness, and had let go

had healed,

worrying about her well-being, she would have recognized her unhappiness and

was a

because of Matthew?" Armand thought Dolores fought with

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

displeased, why would he

enough that he'd lost both his lover and

Armand nearly pleaded with

the thing that bothered

drink this up," Boyce replied after

the glass in less

of one," Armand said as he swiftly

at a loss for words, but could he turn

friends if

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

along," Armand

up!" Boyce drank from his