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 at the door, but Dolores was despondent and didn't comprehend what

gave Armand a sidelong glance but

since Theresa's departure.

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

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

head and murmured, "I'm happy to hear that," in hoarse

didn't say much; given what

drink is in your honour." Armand extended his

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

bottomed up

want to drink only half of the glass, so she endured the burning

furrowed as she felt a stinging

Armand understood Dolores

you sad, Dolores?" he said,

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

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

was still young, had recovered from her

she was mistaken. Her physical illness had healed, but the pain Randolph had given her had

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

a terrible

Matthew?" Armand

him, "Not everyone's relationship is as

why would

enough that he'd lost both his

you spare me?" Armand

was the thing that bothered him the

drink this up," Boyce replied after pouring

in less than

three glasses instead of one," Armand said

loss for words, but could he turn

connections as friends if you

on," Boyce said as he proceeded to remove

I'll drink along," Armand said as he filled

and drink up!" Boyce