But the more she tried to console her, the louder Abigail cried.
Finally, Marjorie couldn't take it anymore and left to check into a hotel for the night.
Jarvis hadn't been home for a week. Tonight, he had come back to get some clothes and walked right into the middle of Abigail's dramatic breakdown.
The couple didn't even bother with a civil word. They dove straight into another huge fight.
This time, the fight was severe. Abigail cursed Jarvis and his entire family tree.
Jarvis was shaking with rage. He raised his fist but ultimately managed to restrain himself.
If that fist had landed, the madwoman would have probably gone to dig up the Sullivan family graves.
Furious, Jarvis grabbed a few items of clothing and stormed out.
He had been staying in the company dormitory recently, just to avoid Abigail's constant nagging. He didn't know when this nightmare would end.
Jarvis had been walking with no real direction for half an hour when he finally took out his phone and called an Uber. The car showed up just a few minutes later.
Jarvis opened the back door and slumped into the seat, his head down in misery.
When the driver confirmed the ride details, he snapped his head up.
That voice... it was so familiar...
As the driver turned slightly, Jarvis saw her face clearly. He instinctively called out her name, his voice trembling with a hint of joy.
"Jane Jones!"
Jane turned and met Jarvis's disbelieving gaze. She paused for a moment. Then, a faint smile appeared on her face. "Jarvis, it's you!"
The woman, Jane Jones, was Jarvis's high school classmate and his first love.
Jane was of average appearance, with a round face and gentle eyes. A faint smile always graced her lips. Perhaps because of her profession, she exuded a natural warmth.
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