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.

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

sidelong

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

the sound of the

at the glass filled with liquor. She didn't reach for

and murmured, "I'm

say much; given what had occurred,

drink is in your honour."

sound of glasses colliding

up

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

as she felt a

now that Armand understood Dolores wasn't in a good

you sad, Dolores?" he said, looking at

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

Jessica for far too long. Her focus was solely on the kids

thought, was still young, had recovered from her psychical

physical illness had healed, but the pain Randolph had

worrying about her well-being, she would have recognized her unhappiness

a

Armand thought Dolores fought

everyone's relationship

why would he

lost both his lover and

spare me?" Armand nearly pleaded with

the thing that bothered

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

in less

Armand said

a loss for words, but could

will cut connections as friends

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

buddy, I'll drink along," Armand said as he filled

up!"