He swallowed his anger.
Joseph choked on his words.
âI merely wish to reconcile with you.
Pack your belongings and Iâll collect you in a day.
â
As a man, taking this step proved arduous for him.
However⦠they had both made mistakes.
He could forgive Vera and he believed she could forgive him as well.
Just as they conversed.
Roscoe approached their vicinity,
Roscoe beseeched Rena to hold Vera securely and then he removed his cost, a sneer curling on his lips.
âJoseph, didnât you recently become a father? âYou despicable scoundrel.
What brings you here? Do you wish to be pummeled?â
Josephâs ire flared upon seeing Roscoe.
âHe regarded Roscoe as a contemptible wretch.
How dare Roscoe lay claim to Vera⦠and make her pregnantâ¦
Both men were consumed by irrationality, on the verge of erupting into a brawl.
A voice then interjected, âToday is about Robertâs wedding.
You two must partake in the celebration, even if you harbor intentions of competing for a womanâs affection.
â
It was Waylen who approached the scene.
Waylen possessed astute perception.
Observing Vera, who shielded her belly, and Joseph, who seethed with impulsiveness, Waylen surmised the situation.
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However, he chose to preserve Josephâs dignity and refrain from speaking the truth outright.
Hearing Waylenâs words, Roscoe relaxed his grip, although his countenance darkened.
Joseph took a step back, his gaze fixed upon Vera.
He whispered in a gentle tone, âThe child Aline carries does not belong to me.
â
The news struck like a lightning bolt.
In the past, individuals within their social circle would have jested, claiming that Joseph deserved such circumstances.
But now⦠no laughter escaped anyoneâs lips, particularly Vera, whose face had drained of color.
She understood that Joseph didnât desire a divorce anymore.
Joseph approached Vera, his handsome face flushed.
He sobbed, âVera, I may have been a wretched fool but I yearn to reconcile with you.
I understand you donât harbor affection for me⦠Yet, even if I squander my fortune, I refuse to let go of our bond.
â
Veraâs palm connected with a resounding slap against Josephâs cheek.
Josephâs eyes reddened.
âWe shared such a magnificent past, Vera.
I cannot relinquish it.
â
Having uttered those words, he departed, his mind in a state of unprecedented bewilderment.
Vera wept inconsolably.