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.

not have arrived at the door, but Dolores was despondent and didn't

a sidelong glance

unhappy as well; he had been plagued by remorse since Theresa's departure. She lost her kid as a result of

and the sound of the drink falling into the glass sounded

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

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

much; given what had occurred, he should

in your honour." Armand

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

bottomed up the

drink only half of the glass, so she endured

she felt a stinging feeling

Armand understood

Dolores?" he said,

was in a bad

a daughter, she had been neglecting Jessica for far too long. Her focus was solely on the kids

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

illness had healed, but the pain Randolph had given

well-being, she would have recognized

a

because of Matthew?" Armand thought

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

was displeased, why would he

enough that he'd lost both

Armand nearly

thing that bothered him the

up," Boyce replied

glass in less

three glasses instead of one," Armand said as he swiftly refilled his

loss for words,

connections as friends if you

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

I'll drink along," Armand said as he

and drink up!" Boyce drank from his