Someone who never had breakfast with her during their three-year marriage or even said so much to
her suddenly changed so much after their divorce.
Why wouldn’t she be surprised? Jackie’s eyes lingered on her face, "Quite."
After a few seconds, he added, "But I hate being married."
Violet was surprised, but she didn’t know why.
"So, after we’re no longer married, you don’t hate me anymore?"
"Aren’t you glad that our marriage is annulled?" he asked.
Violet wanted to say something but stopped, then looked down.Yes, she was free after their divorce.
Naturally, she was happy, but something felt off.
On the other side, Maisie and Nolan brought the kids to the same cafe for breakfast.
When Maisie saw Daisie open the room door, she smiled.
"Weren’t you having breakfast with Violet?"
"Uncle Jackie is with her.I don’t want to be a third-wheel."
She was self-conscious.
Nolan was amused.
"But you don't think that you're third- wheeling your mom and me?"
Daisie shrugged.
"That’s different because if Mom wanted, you would follow."
She understood that.
"But it’s different for Aunt Violet and Uncle Jackie.It’s quite awkward, and if I stayed, it would change
the mood."
Colton put his hand on the side of his forehead.
"They’d be awkward even if you’re not there." Daisie pouted.
"Can you be more positive?"
He shrugged, then went quiet.
Maisie put down the cutlery.
"Colton is right.They didn’t like each other before this, but now their attitude has suddenly changed.It
really is tricky."
If someone you hated suddenly said that they liked you, you wouldn’t know if they were playing a trick
on you or not.
Furthermore, a dead man still took up a huge part of Violet's heart, and if she didn’t let go, she might
not be able to accept a new relationship, especially with her ‘ex-husband’.
Jackie really was in a unique situation.
The one week of continuous rain since spring started made people anxious.
Violet stood in front of the window of the drawing room and stared at the few potted plants on the
balcony.
The leaves had all fallen off because of the rain and wind, and they looked miserable.Her assistant
knocked on the door, so she turned around.
"Come in."
The assistant entered, followed by her father, and she was surprised.
"Dad, what brings you here?"
After the assistant left, Aaron walked to the couch and took a seat.The air of the drawing room froze by
the time he spoke.
"Violet, I would like to apologize."
Violet was surprised.Her father had never apologized to her—that was the first time.
"Dad..."
Her throat was dry, "Why are you apologizing?"
Aaron crossed his fingers and looked stoic.
"I know that there’s always hatred in your heart.I don’t need you to forgive me, but I hope that you will
let go of the past."
"Let go of the past..."
Violet mumbled as she turned her face away.
The scenery outside blurred up.
"Dad, sometimes I think how great it would be if you weren’t against us, but now that it has happened,
how do I let go?"
Aaron’s hands curled.
"I never knew that would happen."
He had just wanted Jacob to back away, but all that happened because things got out of hand.
"Violet, I’m sorry.I will take responsibility for that."
He slowly stood up.
"Please let go of the past.You have a long life ahead of you."
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