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.

should not have arrived at the door,

Armand a sidelong glance but

by remorse since Theresa's

the sound of the drink

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

and murmured, "I'm

say much; given what had occurred,

drink is in your honour." Armand extended

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

bottomed up

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

felt a stinging feeling down her

wasn't until now that Armand understood

Dolores?" he said, looking

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,

far too long. Her focus was

she thought, was still young, had recovered from her psychical illness, and

Her physical illness had healed, but the pain Randolph had given her

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

a terrible

it because of Matthew?" Armand thought Dolores

everyone's

was displeased, why would he

he'd lost both his lover and his

me?" Armand nearly pleaded with

thing that bothered him the

I'll drink this up," Boyce replied after pouring himself a

glass in less than a

Armand said

words, but could he turn down the

cut connections as friends

me, bring it on,"

drink along," Armand said as he filled his

up!"