Chapter 1150

Viola's tears flowed uncontrollably.

"But Barret is so useless!" she argued, her voice shaking. "He's gone off to become a lowly soldier! How will I ever show my face again? I just didn't want to degrade myself. When Carissa wanted a divorce, she even went as far as to ask for a royal edict. You could see how determined she was. How can I lose to her?"

Poppy wanted to say that it was much harder for Viola to face people now, but she didn't dare to say it out loud. Instead, she said, "There's no comparison to be made. Everyone has their own path. Some may be less fortunate than Lady Carissa, but others might be luckier. Even if she has the upper hand now, does that mean she's unbeatable?"

Viola's bitterness deepened. "Why didn't you ever say these things to me before?"

"Because you wouldn't have listened," Poppy replied. Then, she pulled the curtains down and said to the coachman, "Sir, we may go now."

Viola sank back against the embroidered cushion, her mind heavy with unease. Suddenly, an overwhelming dread gripped her. She realized, with a sinking heart, that she might truly be alone for the rest of her life.

She couldn't be like Carissa, who, after her divorce, still managed to marry a handsome, accomplished prince with great military achievements.

Viola grasped Poppy's hand tightly, her face drained of color. "Poppy, do you think Barrett will ever make anything of himself? Do you think he'll get some military merit?"

is unpredictable," Poppy replied. "He might rise again and become a general. Or perhaps he'll fall into

how he is, he'll never get anywhere. If I stay with him, I'll end up losing everything. His Majesty might even seize Valor Estate, and my life

was arranged by the

then there was Viola, the third daughter of

she would be loved by them all. However, reality had been a bitter disappointment. She resented Barrett for

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objections and set off for the Southern Frontier with orders from the Ministry of

Defense. His choices

military outposts when he first enlisted, earning merit in the suppression of bandits alongside two generals. Later, he served at both Victory Pass and the Southern Frontier, so he only had these three

chose the Southern

to face

and Violet had a peaceful divorce and he

avalanche, then dragged on, slowly dissipating like a thread being pulled from fabric. Perhaps she had been eager to rest, for even though she felt much better, she still remained in bed. Carissa and Violet had visited her a few times, and only when they were there did Zoey's face

sold off some

bank. She hid it in a house that was part of her, dowry, buried deep beneath the floorboards. Then, using

up a soup

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