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.

to the toilet and should not have arrived at the door, but Dolores

a sidelong

as well; he had been plagued by remorse since Theresa's

glass, and the sound of the

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

and murmured, "I'm

much; given what had occurred, he should

drink is in your honour." Armand extended

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

bottomed up

glass, so she endured the burning feeling in her throat

felt a

that Armand understood Dolores wasn't in a good

sad, Dolores?" he said,

her chin on her arm and gazed into the candlelight. Yes, she was in a bad mood. She was depressed as she watched

had been neglecting Jessica for far too long. Her

still young, had recovered from her psychical illness, and

had healed, but

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

a terrible

Matthew?" Armand thought Dolores fought with

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

was displeased, why

enough that he'd lost both his lover and

spare me?" Armand nearly pleaded

that bothered

up," Boyce replied after pouring himself a

in less

glasses instead of one," Armand said as he swiftly refilled

loss for words, but could he turn down the

as friends if

to me, bring it on," Boyce said

drink along," Armand said as

nonsense and drink up!" Boyce drank from