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.

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

sidelong glance but

unhappy as well; he had been plagued by remorse since

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

She didn't reach for it instead, "Theresa is doing well now, don't

and murmured, "I'm happy to hear that," in

given what had occurred, he should

honour." Armand

his. The sound

bottomed up the

so she endured the burning

as she felt a stinging feeling down her

that Armand understood Dolores wasn't in a good

you sad, Dolores?" he said, looking at

gazed into the candlelight. Yes, she was in a bad mood. She was depressed as she watched

Jessica for far too long. Her focus

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

healed, but

well-being, she would have recognized her unhappiness and guided her

was a terrible

it because of Matthew?" Armand

him, "Not everyone's relationship

why

sad enough that he'd lost both

Armand nearly pleaded with

that bothered him

drink this up," Boyce replied after pouring

emptied the glass in less than

one," Armand said

loss for words, but could he turn down the

cut connections as friends if you reject,"

on," Boyce said as he proceeded to

Armand said

the nonsense and drink up!" Boyce drank from his