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.

the toilet and should not have arrived

a sidelong glance but

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

the sound of the drink falling into the glass sounded

didn't reach for it instead,

murmured, "I'm happy

say much; given what had occurred,

drink is in your honour." Armand extended

on his. The sound of glasses colliding

bottomed up

glass, so she endured the burning feeling

brow furrowed as she felt a stinging feeling down her

wasn't until now that Armand understood Dolores wasn't

sad, Dolores?" he said, looking

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

a daughter, she had been neglecting Jessica for far too long. Her focus was

thought, was still young, had recovered from her psychical illness, and had let go of

illness had healed, but the pain Randolph had given her had

time worrying about her well-being, she would have

was a terrible

Armand thought

glance at him, "Not everyone's

was displeased, why would

that he'd lost

spare me?" Armand nearly

the thing that bothered him the

this up," Boyce replied after

in less than

one," Armand said as

loss for words, but could he

will cut connections as friends if

drinks are nothing to me, bring it on," Boyce

along," Armand said

nonsense and drink up!" Boyce