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.

had just excused himself to the toilet and should not have arrived at the door, but Dolores

Armand a sidelong glance but remaining

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

of the drink falling into the

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

"I'm happy to hear that," in hoarse

what had

is in your honour."

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

up

so she endured the burning feeling in her

furrowed as she felt a stinging feeling down

now that Armand understood Dolores wasn't in

he said, looking

rested her chin on her arm and gazed into the candlelight. Yes, she was in a bad mood. She was depressed as she watched Jessica being imprisoned, getting

a daughter, she had been neglecting Jessica for far too long. Her focus was solely on the kids and job, not

her psychical

had healed, but the pain Randolph

her well-being, she would have

a

Armand thought

threw a glance at him, "Not everyone's

why

it sad enough that he'd lost both his lover

spare me?" Armand nearly

was the thing that bothered him

Boyce

in

glasses instead of one," Armand

words, but

connections as friends

are nothing to me, bring it on," Boyce said as he

drink along," Armand said

up!" Boyce drank from