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.

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

Armand a sidelong glance but

been plagued by remorse since Theresa's departure. She lost her kid as a result

the sound of the drink falling into

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

head and murmured, "I'm happy to hear

didn't say much; given what had occurred, he should

is in your honour." Armand extended his glass to

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

bottomed up the

the glass, so she endured

as she felt a

understood Dolores wasn't

you sad, Dolores?" he said,

candlelight. Yes, she was in a bad

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

young, had recovered from her psychical illness, and had let

illness had healed, but the pain

more time worrying about her well-being, she would have recognized her

was a

it because of Matthew?" Armand thought

a glance at him, "Not everyone's

why would he

that he'd lost both his lover

Armand

was the thing that bothered him the

Boyce replied after pouring himself a

glass in less than

glasses instead of one," Armand

a loss for words, but could he turn

connections as friends if you

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

Armand said as

nonsense and drink up!" Boyce drank