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

gave Armand a sidelong glance

since Theresa's departure. She

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

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

head and murmured, "I'm happy to hear

given what had occurred, he should

is in your honour."

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

bottomed up

she endured the burning

furrowed as she felt a stinging feeling down her

Armand understood Dolores wasn't in a

sad, Dolores?" he said,

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

long. Her focus was solely on the

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

had healed,

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

a terrible

Matthew?" Armand thought Dolores fought

threw a glance at him, "Not everyone's relationship is as

why would he

he'd lost both his

Armand nearly pleaded

that bothered him

Boyce

the glass in less than a

one," Armand

words, but

cut connections as friends if

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

buddy, I'll drink along," Armand said

the nonsense and drink up!" Boyce drank