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comfort Luna. She just glanced at Ivy, who said, “Right now, discussing anything is pointless. The most important thing is to recover your health. Only then can you ensure the future of your children. If not, Wouldn’t they be even more pitiful?”
Sophie nodded and continued along the same line, “Yes, you need to get well, so your children will have someone to rely on and someone to protect them.”
Zoey looked up at Sophie, tears welling in her eyes. She knew she had to pull herself together.
“Thank you for everything today, Your Grace. I’m sorry for bringing such unpleasant matters to your ears.”
On the same day, Violet had gone to the Farrell family’s residence. Alice had fallen sick, and Ivy had also been called over.
Violet stayed until evening and hadn’t left yet when news about Viola’s situation spread. Timothy’s wife Opal had been kept in the dark, and they wanted to keep it that way. Alas, this could only be kept secret for so long.
The gossip about Viola’s actions was rampant. Not only had she been caught in an affair, but there were whispers that she had also been pregnant.
Even though Thomas wasn’t her husband now, he was still greatly affected. After all, it had all taken place at the Farrell family’s residence.
Some people said he might not be capable in bed, which was why Viola had cheated. Otherwise, why would such a thing happen so soon after he went to the battlefield? Others said it was Viola who couldn’t stay faithful and deserved to be punished.
Some even called Silas shameless, saying he had completely disregarded his family bonds. The Farrell family had taken him in out of kindness, yet he acted without any decency-almost as if he had no conscience at all. The gossip went back and forth, with everyone saying that Silas and Viola got what they deserved, while Thomas was the innocent one caught in the mess.
Blake, however, was hardly mentioned. Once the family name was tainted, nothing about them could surprise anyone anymore. No one even bothered to bring up the fact that Blake had divorced Viola.
That evening, Violet and Sophie returned to Hell Monarch Estate at the same time. After exchanging a few words about what happened that day, they exchanged glances and sighed in unison.
Before, it was all just entertainment. But now, it had affected the people they cared about, and they couldn’t help but feel anxious too.
That night, Cedric still came to practice his martial arts, and he worked harder than ever. He knew he wasn’t strong enough yet, and there were many things he couldn’t help with. Thus, he needed to become stronger quickly. He had spoken to Travis about this. When Travis came in to have coffee later, he shared the conversation with Sophie and Violet.
Sophie was aware that Zoey’s daughter was also diligent in her studies at the women’s academy. Zoey’s children might not be particularly outstanding, but they were both sensible, strong-willed, and patient.
After the practice, Travis saw Cedric back to the estate. Just as they arrived, they spotted Viola’s carriage leaving Silverstone Estate. It wasn’t just her carriage-several others were following, likely to move her belongings. She was leaving that night.
As Viola was about to board her carriage, she caught sight of Cedric. She paused, waiting for him to approach and greet her.
To her surprise, Cedric walked straight into the estate, deliberately ignoring her.
Viola froze, then called out sharply, “Cedric, how can you be so rude? You don’t even greet your aunt when you see her?”
Cedric was still young and lacked the restraint of an adult. His distaste was plain in his gaze. He stopped, turned around, and spat with palpable contempt, “I really wish I didn’t have an aunt like you.”
Viola was greatly shocked when she heard that, and the blood instantly drained from her face. “What did you say? Who taught you to speak like that? Was it the people from Hell Monarch Estate?” “Hey, enough with your nonsense,” Travis interjected quickly.
Cedric’s delicate face paled slightly. “I don’t want to say anything harsh to you. Please just go quickly. If you leave, Mom will get better sooner.”
Viola let out a bitter laugh, tears streaming down her face. “So even you have come to hate your aunt? Have you all forgotten how good ve been to you? You used to love sitting by my side, listening to me tell stories…”
“Before… Before, you weren’t like this.” Cedric didn’t want to say more. After nodding to Travis, he quickly ran inside.
Viola stood in the night wind, the jewelry on her clothes faintly jingling. She used to love the sound of the gold and emerald clinking together, but tonight, it felt grating and almost unbearable.
Poppy helped her into the carriage. As they settled in, Viola straightened her posture, determined not to let the people from Hell Monarch Estate see her as a joke. She watched as the man from Hell Monarch Estate turned away, riding off without sparing her a glance.
“Poppy, do you think I was wrong to seek a divorce?” she murmured softly.
It all started because she wanted a divorce. If she hadn’t entertained the thought of divorce, she never would have gone looking for Silas. To be honest, she didn’t even know why she sought him out in the first place. Sometimes, people didn’t even know what they were really after.
But at that moment, she just wanted to see Silas, so she went. She never thought about the consequences after all, Zoey would always cover for her, no matter what happened. Poppy gently wiped Viola’s tears away.
“To be honest,” she said, “I think the
Jaffe family wasn’t so bad. With Madam Rebecca gone, you could take charge there. You wouldn’t have to follow all those rules on net worry about serving your mother-in-law. Even your younger sister-in-law wouldn’t be able to bully you.”
Viola’s tears flowed uncontrollably.
“But Blake is so useless!” she argued, her voice shaking. “He’s gone off to become a lowly soldier! How will I ever show my face again? I just didn’t want to degrade myself. When Sophie wanted a divorce, she even went as far as to ask for a royal edict. You could see how determined she was. How can I lose to her?”
Poppy wanted to say that it was much harder for Viola to face people now, but she didn’t dare to say it out loud. Instead, she said, “There’s no comparison to be made. Everyone has their own path. Some may be less fortunate than Lady Sophie, but others might be luckier. Even if she has the upper hand now, does that mean she’s unbeatable?”
Viola’s bitterness deepened. “Why didn’t you ever say these things to me before?”
“Because you wouldn’t have listened,” Poppy replied. Then, she pulled the curtains down and said to the coachman, “Sir, we may go now.”
Viola sank back against the embroidered cushion, her mind heavy with unease. Suddenly, an overwhelming dread gripped her. She realized, with a sinking heart, that she might truly be alone for the rest of her life.
She couldn’t be like Sophie, who, after her divorce, still managed to marry a handsome, accomplished prince with great military achievements.
Viola grasped Poppy’s hand tightly, her face drained of color. “Poppy, do you think Blake will ever make anything of himself? Do you think he’ll get some military merit?”
“My lady, fate is unpredictable,” Poppy replied. “He might rise again and become a general. Or perhaps he’ll fall into ruin and never get back up. His Majesty might even take back Valor Estate from them because of that.”
“With how he is, he’ll never get anywhere. If I stay with him, I’ll end up losing everything. His Majesty might even seize Valor Estate, and my life will be truly ruined. No, my choices weren’t wrong. I’m not wrong,” Viola muttered under her breath.
At first, she admired Blake. He was handsome and favored by the king, and their marriage was arranged by the prime minister’s wife. Over time, she began to see his weaknesses-he was indecisive, easily swayed by emotions, and lacked direction.
On top of that, he had a domineering rightful wife and a dazzling ex-wife. And then there was Viola, the third daughter of the Earl of Silverstone, who felt ordinary in comparison.
Before Viola married into the Jaffe family, she thought she would be loved by them all. However, reality had been a bitter disappointment. She resented Blake for failing to live up to her expectations, and that resentment had only grown over time, eventually driving them apart.
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The following day, Blake ignored his family’s objections and set off for the Southern Frontier with orders from the Ministry of Defense in hand.
Before this, he had already applied to re-enlist with the Ministry of Defense. His choices were limited-either the Southern Frontier, Victory Pass, or a military outpost.
He had served in one of the military outposts when he first enlisted, earning merit in the suppression of bandits alongside two generals. Later, he served at both Victory Pass and the Southern Frontier, so he only had these three options.
He chose the Southern Frontier. He couldn’t bear to face the Sullivan family, nor did he wish to serve under Thomas. The Southern Frontier was his only option. Since he and Violet had a peaceful divorce and he was just a regular soldier, Oliver wouldn’t make things difficult for him.
Zoey’s illness came on suddenly-swift and harsh as an avalanche, then dragged on, slowly dissipating like a thread being pulled from fabric. Perhaps she had been eager to rest, for even though she felt much better, she still remained in bed. Sophie and Violet had visited her a few times, and only when they were there did Zoey’s face light up with a smile. Yet, despite her ailment, not a single task she had set in motion had been delayed.