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.

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

Armand a sidelong glance

remorse since Theresa's departure. She lost her kid

the sound of the drink falling into the glass

glass filled with liquor. She didn't reach for it instead, "Theresa is doing well now, don't

and murmured, "I'm happy to hear

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

honour." Armand extended

The sound of glasses colliding shattered

bottomed up the

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

felt a stinging feeling

wasn't until now that Armand understood Dolores

he said,

candlelight. Yes, she was in a

Jessica for far too long. Her focus was solely on the

she thought, was still young, had recovered from her

physical illness had healed,

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

a terrible

Armand thought Dolores fought

glance at him, "Not everyone's

displeased, why would he

sad enough that he'd lost both

Armand nearly pleaded

the thing that bothered him

drink this up," Boyce replied

the glass in

Armand said as he

for words, but could

will cut connections as friends if you reject," Armand

me, bring it on,"

Armand said as

drink up!" Boyce drank from his