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.

toilet and should not have arrived

sidelong glance

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

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

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

head and murmured, "I'm happy to

much; given what

your honour." Armand extended his glass

knocked on his. The sound of glasses colliding shattered the silence in the

bottomed up

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

furrowed as she felt

until now that Armand understood Dolores wasn't in a good

Dolores?" he said, looking

arm and gazed into the candlelight. Yes, she was in a bad mood. She was depressed as she watched Jessica being imprisoned,

for far too long. Her focus

recovered from her psychical illness, and had let go of

Her physical illness had healed, but the pain Randolph had given

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

was a

it because of Matthew?" Armand thought Dolores

"Not everyone's

was displeased, why would he irritate

lost both his lover and

spare me?" Armand nearly pleaded

thing that bothered him the

this up," Boyce replied after

emptied the glass in less

Armand said as he

a loss for words, but could he turn down the

connections as friends if

me, bring it on," Boyce said as he proceeded to remove his

I'll drink along," Armand

and drink up!"