Violette woke up from her fantasy, feeling that her entire life devoted to loving Hans Lombardi had been exhausting. Now, she just wanted to pursue her freedom.
"Mrs. Lombardi, the documents are ready. You just need to get Mr. Lombardi's signature." Mr. Smith placed the divorce papers in front of Violette.
"I understand. I will get my husband's signature," Violette said calmly.
She left the lawyer's office and returned to the villa.
Upon arriving at the villa, she found several movers bringing furniture into the house.
In the living room, Irene sat next to Hans, pointing at the people who were moving her belongings.
"Those are the bed and sofa made by my late mother. I really can't leave them behind. I can't sleep without them."
Hans sat leaning back on the sofa, his arms stretched out behind Irene as if hugging her. He then stroked Irene's hair.
"It's okay, just move your things into this house. Consider this your home. "
" Thank you, Hans. I know you've always been good to me," Irene smiled sweetly, hugging Hans's neck and kissing his cheek.
Hans responded by gently stroking Irene's head.
Violette cleared her throat, drawing their attention.