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.

excused himself to the toilet and should not have arrived at the door,

a sidelong glance but remaining

since

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

reach for

murmured, "I'm happy

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

is in your honour." Armand extended

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

up

only half of the glass, so she endured the burning feeling

furrowed as she felt a stinging

Armand understood Dolores wasn't in

he said, looking

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

far too long. Her

young, had recovered from her psychical illness, and had let go

illness had healed, but the pain Randolph had

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

a

Matthew?" Armand thought Dolores

threw a glance at him, "Not everyone's relationship is as messed up as

why would

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

me?" Armand nearly

thing that

drink this up," Boyce replied

the glass in less

glasses instead of one," Armand said as

words,

as friends if

on," Boyce said as he proceeded to remove his

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

the nonsense and drink up!" Boyce drank from