Chapter 784 A Treat To Dinner (Part One)

Two weeks later

It was a warm afternoon. Violet sat in the balcony, staring at the far away buildings. She missed her parents very much and wished they would be back soon.

Lily came over to her with a glass of milk. She noticed that Violet was in a daze and the old lady quietly took a seat beside her.

"Violet, I've brought some milk for you," Lily said, handing her the glass.

"Thank you," Violet responded after snapping out of her daze. She drank some and placed the glass on the wooden table.

"Were you thinking about your parents?" Lily asked tenderly. Violet had seemed preoccupied. She was a simple girl whose emotions were written on her face for everyone to read. Even if she didn't say anything, Lily could read her thoughts through her expressions.

"Yes, and also about my brother," Violet added, "We are a family, but we don't spend much time together. Even though Lawrence is my brother, the days I spend with him is way lesser than the time I spend with Alice. I don't know what's wrong with my family. Why can't we be together like other normal families? I'm dying to see my Mom and Dad. I wish they had the time to keep me company like they did when I was a child."

When Violet thought about her childhood, she was overwhelmed by emotions. She was just a carefree, spoiled little girl back then. She lived with her parents and brother. At that time, both her brother and father would do anything her mother asked of them. And her mother would satisfy all her wishes. It was like she had the power to make decisions for her family members. Even though she was a troublemaker, her brother never got mad at her. Inst

It all starts on that fateful night.

When Ella, who is the dear sister of Samuel’s best buddy, sneaks into the hotel where the drunken Samuel resides and gets pregnant…

"I don’t want a divorce!"

"I don’t want a divorce!"

"I did no such thing!"

Ella jumped on the bed and cried out. “I don’t want a scheming woman as my wife. Just sign the paper...

d and body basking in the joy of the sun. She was looking forward to her life in the near future.

Violet's phone rang loudly and it drew her back to reality. She picked up her cell phone, and saw Francis' name on its screen. She wondered why he was calling her at this hour.

Violet picked up the phone with some hesitation.

"Hello," Violet said.

"Hello, Violet. It's me, Francis," his voice resounded through the phone.

"I know," Violet responded.

"Are you busy with something? Am I interrupting you?" Francis asked gingerly. His voice was soft, with a hint of bashfulness. He didn't want to sound obnoxious and make Violet uncomfortable.

"No, I am just sitting in my balcony and basking in the sunlight," Violet replied.

"I see. Well..." Francis stammered. After a pause, he continued, "Are you free tonight? How about we go out for dinner?" There was evident shyness in his voice.

"I..." Violet faltered with a hesitant expression. Greg was the first person that came to her mind. She wasn't sure that her husband would allow her to dine with Francis in the evening.