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.

arrived at the door, but Dolores was despondent and didn't comprehend what

Armand a sidelong glance

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

sound of the drink falling into the glass

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

"I'm happy to hear that,"

given what had occurred, he should

drink is in your honour." Armand

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

up

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

she felt a

now that Armand understood

you sad, Dolores?" he

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

neglecting Jessica for far too long. Her focus was solely on the kids and job,

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

was mistaken. Her physical illness had healed, but the

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

was a terrible

of Matthew?" Armand thought Dolores fought

"Not everyone's relationship is as messed up

was displeased, why

lost both his

you spare me?" Armand

thing that bothered him

up," Boyce

the glass in

three glasses instead of one," Armand said as he swiftly

at a loss for words, but

will cut connections as friends if

nothing to me, bring it on," Boyce

along," Armand said as he filled his

nonsense and drink up!" Boyce