"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.

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

a sidelong glance but

well; he had been plagued by remorse since Theresa's departure. She lost

into Dolores' glass, and the sound of the

reach for it instead,

and murmured, "I'm happy

what had

drink is in your honour." Armand extended his

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

up

so she endured the burning feeling in her

as she felt

that Armand understood Dolores wasn't in

he said,

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

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

still young, had recovered from her psychical

healed, but the pain Randolph

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

was a terrible

Matthew?" Armand thought

everyone's relationship

displeased, why would he

sad enough that he'd lost both

Armand

the thing that bothered him

I'll drink this up," Boyce replied after

in

of one," Armand said as he

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

friends if you

are nothing to me, bring it on,"

drink along," Armand said as he filled his

the nonsense and drink up!" Boyce drank from

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