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.

have arrived at the door, but Dolores was despondent and didn't comprehend what was

gave Armand a sidelong

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

and the sound of the drink falling into the glass

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

murmured, "I'm happy to hear

say much; given what had occurred, he should have

drink is in your honour." Armand extended his

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

bottomed up the

only half of the glass, so she endured the burning feeling in her

brow furrowed as she felt a stinging

now that Armand understood Dolores wasn't

sad, Dolores?" he said,

she was in a bad mood. She was depressed as she watched Jessica being imprisoned, getting thinner

far too long. Her focus was solely

from her

mistaken. Her physical illness had healed,

well-being, she would have recognized her unhappiness and guided her

a terrible

because of Matthew?" Armand thought Dolores fought with

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

why

that he'd lost both his lover and his

me?" Armand nearly pleaded

the thing that bothered him

up," Boyce replied

in less than a

one," Armand said as he swiftly refilled his

was at a loss for words, but could he turn down the

connections as friends

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

Armand said

up!" Boyce drank from