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.

have arrived at the door, but Dolores was

sidelong glance

he had been plagued by remorse since Theresa's departure.

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

glass filled with liquor. She didn't reach for it

"I'm happy to hear

given what

in your honour." Armand

his. The sound of glasses colliding shattered the silence in

up

drink only half of the glass, so she endured the burning feeling in her throat and finished it

furrowed as she felt a stinging feeling down her

understood Dolores wasn't in

Dolores?" he said, looking

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

Jessica for far too long. Her focus

recovered from her psychical illness, and had let go of

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

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

was a

because of Matthew?" Armand thought Dolores

him, "Not everyone's

displeased, why would

enough that he'd lost both

you spare me?" Armand

the thing that bothered

up," Boyce replied after pouring himself

glass in

instead of one," Armand

a loss for words, but could he turn

connections as friends

drinks are nothing to me, bring it on,"

Armand said

up!" Boyce drank from his