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.

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

a sidelong glance but

by remorse since Theresa's departure. She

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

didn't reach for it instead,

head and murmured, "I'm happy to hear

didn't say much; given what had occurred, he should have

is in your honour." Armand extended his

his. The sound of glasses colliding shattered the silence in

up

the glass, so she endured the burning

as she felt a stinging feeling down

until now that Armand understood Dolores wasn't in a good

he said, looking at

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

too long. Her focus was solely

she 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

her well-being, she would have recognized her unhappiness

was a

of Matthew?" Armand thought Dolores

"Not everyone's relationship is as

why would he

enough that he'd lost both his lover and

you spare me?" Armand nearly

thing that bothered

Boyce replied

emptied the glass in less

of one," Armand said as he swiftly refilled his

at a loss for words, but

connections as friends

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

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

up!" Boyce drank from