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.

to the toilet and should not have arrived at the door, but Dolores

sidelong glance

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

poured alcohol into Dolores' glass, and the sound of the drink falling into the glass sounded like someone

didn't reach for it instead, "Theresa

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

much; given what had occurred, he should

your honour." Armand extended his glass to

knocked on his. The sound of glasses colliding shattered the

up the

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

as she felt a stinging feeling down

until now that Armand understood Dolores

Dolores?" he said,

a bad mood. She was depressed

long.

recovered from her psychical illness,

Her physical illness had healed, but

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

was a terrible

Matthew?" Armand thought Dolores

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

was displeased, why

he'd lost both his lover and

me?" Armand

that bothered him

this up," Boyce replied after

emptied the glass in

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

loss for words, but could he turn down the

cut connections as friends if

me, bring it on,"

your buddy, I'll drink along," Armand

and drink up!" Boyce