Squinting slightly when he heard that, Zivon took a deep breath before saying, “…Look, I admit it’s my fault, so please-”
“I already told you. I’m the problem. After all, there’s no way that the high and mighty Young Master Burton would ever do something wrong. With that said, stop making yourself suffer because of me and let me resume the picnic with the kids. Remember, you’re the one who doubted me so much. Plus, you wanted to spend your life alone anyway, so it’s still a win for you in the end.”
After she had walked off, Zivon was so infuriated that he immediately tossed the cake into the nearest bin before growling, “So…! She intends to leave me just because of that tiny misunderstanding…?!”
Instantly going pale, Nathan was quick to reply, “P-please calm down, Young Master Burton! Look, she’s just convinced that your end goal is a divorce in the first place since you keep doubting her sincerity… Also, this incident isn’t as tiny as you imagine… It humiliates her position as your wife…”
Though Zivon really wanted to retort, he was ultimately unable to find the proper words to say.
“…Damn it…! Even you think I’m the one in the wrong?!”
By this point, veins were already bulging on Zivon’s forehead… and after glancing one final time at the cake in the dustbin, he angrily wheeled himself back to his room…
Meanwhile, Xavia and the kids were already headed elsewhere in their limousine. After a long silence, Maison couldn’t help but ask, “…Did you quarrel with Daddy, Mommy…? I saw Daddy throwing the cake into the bin, and he looked pretty pitiful…”
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