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.

have arrived at the

a sidelong glance but

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

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

reach for it instead, "Theresa is doing well

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

didn't say much; given what

drink is in your honour."

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

up the

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

as she felt a stinging

wasn't until now that Armand understood Dolores wasn't in a good

he

a bad mood. She was depressed as she

long.

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

physical illness had healed,

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

a

Armand thought Dolores

glance at him, "Not everyone's relationship is as messed up as

was displeased, why would he irritate

lost both his lover and

you spare me?" Armand nearly

was the thing that

I'll drink this up," Boyce replied after

in less than

instead of one," Armand said as he

loss for words, but could

connections as friends if you reject,"

me, bring it on," Boyce said

your buddy, I'll drink along," Armand

drink up!" Boyce drank