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, but Dolores was despondent and didn't comprehend

gave Armand a sidelong

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

and the sound of the drink falling into

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

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

much; given what had occurred, he

drink is in your honour." Armand

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

up the

to drink only half of the glass, so she endured the burning feeling in her throat and finished

felt a stinging

until now that Armand understood Dolores wasn't in

he said,

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

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

still young, had recovered from her psychical illness, and had let go of the

physical illness had healed, but the pain Randolph had given

worrying about her well-being, she would have

a

because of Matthew?" Armand thought

"Not everyone's relationship is as messed

why would he

lost both his lover

me?" Armand

was the thing that bothered

Boyce replied after

emptied the glass in less than a

glasses instead of one," Armand said as he swiftly

was at a loss for words, but could

will cut connections as friends if you reject,"

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

buddy, I'll drink along," Armand said

up!" Boyce drank