"Young Master." Jane stood behind James with a tray in her hands. There was an empty bowl on the tray.
James didn't look back. After a few seconds, he asked in a deep voice, "How is it? Has Young Madam eaten her meal?"
"Yes. The make-up artists went in just now." Jane nodded with a smile, "Young Master, sure enough, Young Madam feels better after you come back. When you were not at home, Young Madam hardly ate. Yesterday, she didn't eat anything and didn't even drink a sip of water."
Jane sighed and then said, "Young Madam has been in a bad mood these days. I don't know why she suddenly became unhappy. The day before yesterday, she seemed to have a dream while sleeping. After she got up, she asked me if you were back. I said that it was because she missed you too much. But... Yesterday, she became so strange."
James turned around and put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray beside him. He pursed his lips and lowered his eyes. He looked very grieved.
He looked around the living room. Although it had been cleaned up, it still looked terrible. He gritted his teeth, "Was the living room... ruined by Young Madam?"
"Yeah." Jane nodded, "Yesterday, Young Madam went to school with Miss Wu at first. When I came back from the market, I was startled. I thought that a thief had broken in the house."
James closed his eyes and felt so much pain in heart. He felt distressed for her, not those things which had been ruined by her.
He felt that he was really a scum. Elizabeth was always very gentle and meek, but she suddenly lost her temper uncontrollably. At that time, she must be very helpless, painful, and desperate...
"Young Madam...." James pondered for a moment, "She may not be in a very good mood recently, so just let her do whatever she wants. But..." He paused and then added, "No matter what, you must let her eat regularly."
Jane noticed the displeasure in James's words, "I see. Young Master, I'm sorry. I should have let her eat something." "Just be more careful in the future." Elizabeth sat on the stool in a daze, letting the make-up artists put on make-up for her. She knew that these people were hired by James.
Did he... want her to look good while taking the divorce photo?
That was right.
He was a stickler for perfection.
The swelling on her face had been reduced, but there was a slight bruise on her face. If she didn't cover it well, she was afraid that people would think it was him who beat her. That was not good for him, and that was... bad to her, either.
Ha-ha...
She looked down at the beige dress that she had just put on and smiled faintly. However, her heart was filled with endless bitterness and sorrow.
In fact, she didn't want to leave and still wanted to be with him. Before she saw him, she had thought about what to say to him.
However, even if she thought about what to say, so what? No matter how unwilling she was to leave and how unwilling she was to be separated from him, so what? After he said that they had to face something and deal with it, she became completely desperate, and she could no longer find any reason to keep at it.
Since she was really going to leave, she struggled to regain some dignity, though she was in a terrible state.
She would rather... make herself look distinguished than be driven out of the house after she begged him. No matter how painful she was, at least she could go out with a smile and leave him smartly, even if she would dissolve into tears after leaving him.
In this way, she would not let him hate her more at their last moment, would she?
That was why she agreed to his words and ate the porridge brought by Jane. If she had no strength, she couldn't leave. She couldn't crawl out of the house while crying. How embarrassing that would be!
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