People were contrary like this. They could've talked to each other in a softer way, but they tend to choose the harsh way.
Hendrix's face darkened. He nodded and sneered, "Alright, this is what you want, then you can continue. I won't disturb you anymore."
Controlling his anger, he turned and went downstairs.
I took a breath and suppressed the inexplicable emotions in my heart. I hit me that I was the unreasonable one.
After sitting at the dressing table for a while to calm down, Prey a came upstairs with Oliver in her arms. She said in confusion, "Are you particularly keen on quarreling and hurting each other? You're arguing again for no reason."
I shrugged and looked at her, "If I say no, would you believe me? It's my fault for letting my emotions get out of hand."
She was speechless and said, "Hendrix is a very good man. A man like him is rare nowadays. His company is facing such a big problem and he is so busy. But when he heard that you came back, he still came here early, sacrificing his pride to
apologize. Arianna, you have no big problems in other aspects, but you have always been very irrational when it comes to love. I think a large part of the reason is that you know, no matter what you do, Hendrix will still try to get you back. It seems to have become a toxic cycle that you keep reinforcing. Have you ever stopped to think about what would happen if one day Hendrix exhausted his patience and end your relationship right there?"
Her words rang in my ear and I shook with realization.
She continued on, "The relationship between Zachary and I is not as complicated as yours. Marriage, to me, is living together in the same household, and no matter who forgot to do the chores, or neglected the children, or took our bad mood out on the other, it should be regarded as just another thing that happens in life that will pass. What we are sure of is that we will give each other a kiss when we get up in the morning, and give each other a hug when we part. When we are home, we will set aside all the pressure and unhappiness to give each other an 'I miss you.¹ All other small things are not as important in the face of these things. Zachary and I want to live like this, so we can also clearly feel the love of each other for our children."
She paused and said, "I know the love between you and Hendrix is more passionate than that what I have, but there is something wrong with the way you two treat love. You two have made love overcomplicated. Think about it carefully. Is that so-called Andrea a direct obstacle between you? And your Irvin, is that true? No, they just appear in your life for a while, affectionate or intimate. You haven't seen it with your own eyes. In reality, love is tolerant. Love is being good to each other when you are in one another's place. You worry about him, understand him, don't ask for the impossible. Hendrix has changed, he has learned to compromise with you. He knows that you don't want to be a housewife, and he has tried very hard not to pressure you otherwise. But dear, have you ever thought about what you have done over the years?"
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