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

a sidelong

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

the sound of the drink falling into the glass sounded like

filled with liquor. She didn't reach for it instead, "Theresa is doing well

his head and murmured, "I'm

didn't say much; given what had

is in your honour." Armand extended his glass to

on his. The sound of glasses colliding shattered the silence in

bottomed up the

of the glass, so she endured the burning feeling

she felt a

now that Armand understood Dolores wasn't in a good

sad, Dolores?" he said, looking

gazed into the candlelight. Yes, she was in a bad mood. She was depressed as she watched Jessica being imprisoned, getting thinner by the

neglecting Jessica for far too long. Her focus was

thought, was still young, had recovered from her psychical illness, and had let go of the

physical illness had healed, but the pain Randolph had given her had

would have recognized her unhappiness and guided her

a

Matthew?" Armand thought Dolores fought

"Not everyone's relationship is as messed

was displeased, why would he

he'd lost both his lover

you spare me?" Armand nearly pleaded

that bothered

up," Boyce replied after pouring

the glass in less than

one," Armand said

was at a loss for words, but could he turn down the

connections as friends if

me, bring it on," Boyce said as he proceeded to

along," Armand said

drink up!" Boyce drank