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.

not have arrived

sidelong glance but

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

the sound of

didn't reach for it instead, "Theresa is doing well now, don't worry,"

his head and murmured, "I'm happy to

didn't say much; given what had occurred,

is in your honour." Armand extended

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

up

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

felt a stinging feeling down

understood Dolores wasn't in

you sad, Dolores?" he said, looking at

into the candlelight. Yes, she was in a bad mood. She was depressed as

long. Her focus was solely on

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

physical illness had healed,

well-being, she would have recognized her unhappiness and guided her away

was a terrible

because of Matthew?" Armand thought

glance at him, "Not everyone's

displeased, why would he

he'd lost both

spare me?" Armand nearly

thing that bothered

Boyce replied after pouring

the glass in less than a

three glasses instead of one," Armand said as he

a loss for words, but could he turn down the

connections as friends if you

bring it on," Boyce said as he proceeded

buddy, I'll drink along," Armand said as

drink up!"