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Violet was not skilled at offering comfort, always believing that to solve problems, the person involved must first stand up for themselves.
No matter how low her status might have fallen, Avis was still Yuvan’s rightful wife. No matter how powerful Fiona’s family might be, and even though she had borne children, she remained a concubine. There was no reason for a concubine to overshadow the rightful wife.
“Yes, I understand that.” Sophie nodded. “Now that I’m married to Rafael, my aunt should find some solace in that.”
“Exactly,” Violet agreed, leaning back against the soft cushion.
The standing collar of her cloak was trimmed with white fox fur, highlighting her face with a blend of strength and allure.
Sophie glanced at her. “Is there anything else I don’t know?”
“No, just some of my own troubles.” Violet’s brows furrowed. “But it’s not worth mentioning.”
“Family matters?”
“My aunt returned home for a visit, and she brought that scholar with her,” Violet said, her expression clouded with worry. “To be honest, I used to hate her. She brought shame to the Spencer family, and because of her, several of the women in my family, including myself, had difficulties finding suitable marriages.
“But before I came to the capital this time, I made a special trip home. I saw her with that scholar, and for some reason, I didn’t find her as detestable as before.”
“Oh? Why is that?” Sophie asked, intrigued.
She had known about Violet’s aunt’s situation for a long time. Whenever Violet spoke of her, her tone was always filled with bitterness.
Violet looked at her friend. “I’m not sure. Perhaps it’s because the scholar treats her well.”
“The Spencer family allowed them into the family residence?” Sophie asked.
“No, they rented a small place outside. The scholar is only a low-ranking.examination candidate now. After marrying my aunt, he effectively forfeited his future. After all, how could any academy accept him after he eloped with a woman from the Spencer family?
“Even academic officials would not recommend him, so he survives by selling books and paintings now. My aunt also makes some embroidered goods. They manage to get by,” said Violet. “What about children? How old are they?”
“My aunt hasn’t had any children. She is infertile due to her condition, but the scholar remains devoted to her.”
Sophie nodded. “That is indeed rare.”
Violet continued, “When I saw her, she no longer had the grandeur of the eldest daughter. She was dressed as an ordinary woman. But she didn’t look aged. There was not a single white hair on her head and her complexion was good.
om her appearance, it’s obvious that she is happy.”
Violet looked thoughtfully at Sophie. “I’ve been thinking, with so many cold-hearted men in the world, like Blake and Yuvan, it’s truly rare for her to have found a man willing to stay by her side through poverty or wealth.
“Although I was angry at her for eloping and making it difficult for the women in my family to find marriage prospects, what fault did she truly have? She simply loved that person, and he wasn’t acceptable to my grandfather.
“Eloping was the only way they could be together. When I consider that, I find I no longer hate her as much. If my grandfather had agreed to their union, they wouldn’t have needed to elope.”
“Are you saying that the fault lies with the world and the wealthy families’ prejudice against poor scholars?” Sophie asked.
Violet sighed. “Yes, but my grandfather treated me very well, and I can’t harbor resentment toward him. So, I’m deeply conflicted.”
Sophie responded thoughtfully, “In such matters, it’s hard to judge right or wrong when they don’t directly affect us However, your aunt’s willingness to forsake wealth, and the scholar’s acceptance of his ruined prospects for her, shows they truly care for each other
Tears suddenly welled up in Violet’s eyes as she leaned against Sophie’s shoulder and sobbed softly.
“What was I thinking? I used to hope the scholar would treat my aunt poorly so she would regret it. I also hoped that the scholar, after suffering through all the hardships, would come to regret it too. I wished they would become resentful partners, hurling insults at each other.”
Sophie gently rubbed her shoulder. “You’re not a cruel person.”
“I really did think that way. I was cruel, but you didn’t know,” Violet said, her gaze vacant. “Now, apart from me, everyone in my family disapproves of them. Even the old servants who have been with the family for years secretly curse them when they see them.”
“Then, why did they come back?” Sophie asked.
Violet explained, “My grandmother’s health has worsened. My aunt wanted to return to see her, and perhaps she missed her family. So, she rented a house nearby and kneels at the door every day, hoping that over time, my grandmother will be willing to see her.
“But how could my grandparents be willing to see her? Even letting her step through the entrance of our family’s residence is impossible. It would only inflame the anger of the other family members.”
Sophie understood this well.
The women of the Spencer family, burdened by the issues caused by Violet’s aunt, would surely harbor resentment towards her. Even if Violet’s grandmother wanted to see Violet’s aunt, she couldn’t be allowed inside.
Sophie felt a deep melancholy and wanted to comfort Violet, but as she was about to speak, Violet sat up straight.
“I’m fine. It’s just that thinking about your aunt and comparing her to my own aunt makes me conflicted. Your aunt married well. She married a prince and became a princess consort, but she is now worse off than my aunt who eloped. And you originally married Blake, which, well, we all know how that ended.”
Sophie fell silent. After a long while, she finally said, “Everyone has their own fate.”
At that moment, Sophie couldn’t fully grasp Violet’s feelings. However, when she arrived at Verdant Monastery and saw her aunt, she understood.
Over the past two or three years, Avis’ condition had deteriorated significantly. She seemed like a withered tree, pitifully thin and lacking any vitality. Her cheeks sunken, she lay in bed as if she were weightless, wrapped thickly in blankets. Despite the warm stove in the room, she continued to shiver.
She seemed to not recognize Sophie at all, her eyes staring blankly and devoid of any emotion.
Sebastian’s apprentice, Jasmine, leaned closer and whispered repeatedly, “This is Sophie, your niece, the eldest daughter of the Duke of Northwatch’s family Don’t you recognize her?”
Avis continued to gaze at Sophie with a blank expression, her mouth forming a word that was muffled and unclear. But Sophie could hear it distinctly-Avis said it was cold.
“How could this be? What illness has she contracted to be so thin?” Sophie asked, tears streaming down her face.
Sebastian’s other apprentice, Ivy, was standing nearby. She softly said, “Ever since she received the divorce agreement from Prince Yuvan a few days ago, she has been like this.” “Divorce agreement?” Sophie was taken aback, “Why did he divorce her?”
Ivy sighed. “The reason stated is that she has a grave illness, bore no sons, and has been jealous.”
Sophie was enraged, her entire body trembling.
“She’s already so ill-why would Prince Yuvan still divorce her? Is divorce something to be proud of? Has this been reported back to the capital?”
“I don’t know, but it’s likely to be delayed and will be reported after the New Year.” Ivy glanced at Violet, then added, “Ms. Spencer, I recognize you. Prince Yuvan’s divorce is related to your family.”
Ivy knew Violet because when Violet’s grandmother was ill, Violet had asked Sophie for help and requested that Sebastian attend to her At that time, Sebastian had brought Ivy along.
Violet’s expression changed dramatically. “Related to my family? What do you mean?”
Ivy looked at her in surprise. “Don’t you know? Prince Yuvan went to the Spencer family to propose to you.” “Preposterous!” Sophie was furious, her face flushed with anger. “When did this happen? Why wasn’t I informed?”