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.

the toilet and should not have arrived at the door, but Dolores was despondent and

Armand a sidelong glance

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

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

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

lowered his head and murmured, "I'm happy to hear that,"

much; given what had

drink is in your honour." Armand extended his glass to

knocked on his. The sound of glasses colliding

bottomed up the

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

brow furrowed as she felt a stinging

now that Armand understood

sad, Dolores?" he said, looking at

into the candlelight. Yes, she was in a bad mood. She was depressed as she watched Jessica being imprisoned, getting thinner by

neglecting Jessica for far too long. Her focus was

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

mistaken. Her physical illness had healed, but

her well-being, she would have

a terrible

Matthew?" Armand thought Dolores

him, "Not everyone's relationship

why

it sad enough that he'd lost both his lover

me?" Armand nearly pleaded

that bothered him

drink this up," Boyce

in less than

Armand said as

loss for words,

as friends if

on," Boyce said as he proceeded to remove

buddy, I'll drink along," Armand

drink up!"