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.

just excused himself to the toilet and should not have arrived at the door, but Dolores was despondent and didn't comprehend what was

gave Armand a sidelong glance

had been plagued by remorse since Theresa's departure.

and the sound of the drink falling into the glass

liquor. She didn't reach for it instead, "Theresa is

his head and murmured, "I'm

what

your honour." Armand extended

on his. The sound of glasses colliding shattered the

up

the glass, so she endured the

as she felt a stinging feeling down

until now that Armand understood Dolores wasn't in

Dolores?" he said, looking at

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

had been neglecting Jessica for far too long. Her focus was solely on the kids and

from her psychical illness, and had let go

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

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

a

of Matthew?" Armand thought Dolores

at him, "Not everyone's relationship is as messed

why would he irritate

that he'd lost both his lover and his

me?" Armand nearly pleaded

was the thing that bothered

I'll drink this up," Boyce

in less than

one," Armand said as he

was at a loss for words, but could he turn

will cut connections as friends if

bring it on," Boyce said as he

drink along," Armand said as he filled his

the nonsense and drink up!" Boyce drank