Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap by Hannah Baker

"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 Mrs Leslie. 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.

the toilet and should not have arrived

a sidelong glance

by remorse since

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

with liquor. She didn't reach for it instead, "Theresa is doing well now, don't

and murmured, "I'm happy to

much; given what had occurred,

drink is in your honour." Armand extended

his. The sound of glasses colliding shattered the silence in

bottomed up

didn't want to drink only half of the glass, so she endured the burning

brow furrowed as she felt a stinging feeling down

until now that Armand understood Dolores wasn't

Dolores?" he

and gazed into the candlelight. Yes, she was in a bad mood. She was depressed as she watched

had been neglecting Jessica for far too long. Her focus was solely

had recovered from her psychical illness, and had let go of the

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

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

was a

of Matthew?" Armand thought Dolores fought

a glance at him, "Not everyone's relationship

why would he

sad enough that he'd lost both his lover

spare me?" Armand nearly pleaded

was the thing that

I'll drink this up," Boyce replied after

glass in less than a

one," Armand said as he swiftly refilled his

a loss for words, but could he turn down the

friends

nothing to me, bring it on,"

buddy, I'll drink along," Armand said as he filled

the nonsense and drink up!" Boyce