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 despondent and

Armand a sidelong glance

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

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

She didn't reach for it instead, "Theresa is doing well now, don't

"I'm happy to hear that," in hoarse

much; given what

your honour." Armand extended his glass

on his. The sound of

up the

she endured the burning feeling

she felt

understood Dolores wasn't in

he

candlelight. Yes, she was in a bad

too long. Her

still young, had recovered from her psychical illness, and

illness had healed, but the pain

her well-being, she would have recognized her unhappiness

was a

Matthew?" Armand thought Dolores fought with

at him, "Not everyone's relationship

displeased, why would he irritate

enough that he'd lost both his lover and

you spare me?" Armand nearly pleaded

the thing that bothered him the

Boyce replied after pouring himself a

emptied the glass in less than

three glasses instead of one," Armand said

loss for words, but could he turn down the

friends

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

buddy, I'll drink along," Armand

and drink up!" Boyce drank from his