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.

had just excused himself to the toilet and should not have arrived at the door,

sidelong glance but remaining

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

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

for it instead, "Theresa is

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

what had occurred, he should have

your honour." Armand extended his

his. The sound of glasses colliding shattered the silence in

up the

so she endured the burning feeling in

furrowed as she felt a stinging feeling down

Armand understood Dolores wasn't in a

sad, Dolores?" he

was in a bad mood. She was depressed

had been neglecting Jessica for far too long. Her focus was solely on the kids and

her psychical illness, and had let go of the

she was mistaken. Her physical illness had healed, but the pain Randolph had given

she would have recognized her unhappiness and guided

a

of Matthew?" Armand thought

him, "Not everyone's relationship

why would he

enough that he'd lost both

you spare me?" Armand nearly

the thing that bothered him the

up," Boyce

emptied the glass in less than a

Armand said as he

loss for words, but could he turn down

will cut connections as friends if

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

Armand said

and drink up!"