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.

and should not have arrived at the door, but Dolores

a sidelong glance but

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

Dolores' glass, and the sound of the drink falling

at the glass filled with liquor. She didn't reach for it instead, "Theresa is

his head and murmured, "I'm happy

much; given what had

honour."

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

bottomed up the

of the glass, so she

furrowed as she felt a stinging feeling down

Armand understood Dolores wasn't in a

sad, Dolores?" he said, looking at

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

Jessica for far too long. Her focus was solely on the kids and job,

she thought, was still young, had recovered from her psychical illness,

mistaken. Her physical illness had healed,

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

was a

because of Matthew?" Armand thought

everyone's relationship is as

why would he irritate

it sad enough that he'd lost both his lover and

you spare me?" Armand nearly

that bothered him

drink this up," Boyce replied after pouring

the glass in less than a

of one," Armand said as

at a loss for words, but could he turn

will cut connections as friends if you reject," Armand

to me, bring it on,"

I'll drink along," Armand said

nonsense and drink up!"