Like a man possessed, Jackson took turns beating Jacob and Bramasta in the open courtyard. A large crowd had already gathered along the apartment corridor, and all eyes were fixed on the brutal fight between the three young men — though clearly, the battle was far from fair.Seeing that the area was now full of spectators, Jackson decided to end it there. He turned his sharp gaze toward Brielle, who had been standing far back, watching the entire commotion unfold. Maybe she thought Jackson would lose easily since he was outnumbered two to one. She had no idea how strong Jackson really was. To her, Jackson had always seemed weak and useless — but perhaps this very scene would open her eyes, even if she could hardly believe it.“Be prepared. I’ll drag all three of you into prison! Just wait for it!”After delivering that deadly warning, Jackson turned around, got into his luxury car, and sped away in a flash of fury and frustration that hadn’t even begun to subside.Of course, that rage

“Jackson shouldn’t—” Jackson’s words were cut off.“If Jackson truly intends to divorce Jenny legally, I won’t be angry. You two are no longer together, and perhaps it’s only right that you eventually separate. But if possible, not now, Jackson. Let Jenny calm down first. She’s still deeply hurt by everything that happened, and I can see she’s just starting to get back on her feet. So please, postpone the divorce until Jenny is more stable,” said Mr. Andreas, who had been thinking about that very thing throughout the drive earlier.Seeing that Jackson wanted to talk to him, Mr. Andreas was certain this was the reason his son-in-law had sought him out today. Moreover, Mr. Andreas already knew that Jackson had called off the wedding merely because of a misunderstanding—without giving Jennyfer the chance to explain anything at all.Back then, it was Jackson himself who had insisted he marry them. But everything fell apart due to that single misunderstanding, and Jackson never once tried

“Oh, that’s good then. It means you can sell out quickly tomorrow, dear.”“No way. I’d feel bad for the school kids if they come by for lunch and there’s nothing left. Jenny will make more—twenty-five portions for tomorrow,” Jennyfer said enthusiastically.“You might get exhausted, Jenny. What if you end up getting sick? You also need rest, don’t you? Don’t push yourself too hard, dear.”“No, Father. Jenny won’t get tired. Don’t they say staying active keeps you healthy?”“Still, doing too much isn’t good either, Jenny.”“Yes, Father. Jenny can handle it.”“Alright, but you should only do as much as you can. I’ll wake up earlier tomorrow to help you then,” said Mr. Andreas, giving advice to his daughter who looked so full of energy.“No need, Father. Just wake up at half past five like usual. Rose can handle everything.”“Wait, what happened to your leg? Why are there bruises?” Mr. Andreas asked in surprise, pointing at the bluish marks on his youngest daughter’s calf.“Oh, that. Jenn

“Wife...? Oh, perhaps it was just a title—and that was yesterday. I’m no longer worthy to be your life companion, Sir. Please go. It doesn’t matter even if I’m in this condition. I’ll be fine,” Jennyfer said, her eyes beginning to turn red.Jennyfer recalled how Jackson had once yelled harshly at her and called her a cheap woman. Perhaps to others, that was exactly how she appeared—but Jennyfer no longer wanted to be trapped by such circumstances. It hurt her deeply to realize that Jackson had seen her that low, down to the very core of her heart. What was the point of being together if that was how Jackson viewed her? There was no meaning left when her weaknesses had been spoken of so sarcastically by her own husband.“Honey, I’m sorry. I really am. I shouldn’t have said those things. Please forgive me, Honey,” Jackson said sincerely, reaching out to hold Jennyfer’s hand. But she quickly stepped back, hiding both her hands behind her.“Don’t touch me again, Sir. I don’t even deserve

Even though Jennyfer lived only with her father, it didn’t make life difficult for her. She was already used to it. And even though she didn’t know anyone in her new neighborhood, the people around her seemed kind, which made her start to feel comfortable living there.Jackson fell silent, too afraid to say another word. His mouth clamped shut, unwilling to continue. If he tried to sweet-talk her again, Jennyfer would only get angrier, and their argument would drag on even longer.He quietly sat back down where he was before, glancing at his father-in-law with a faint smile as if to say he didn’t mind being treated that way. Jackson remained silent, lowering his gaze.Two high school students soon walked up and ordered the last of Jennyfer’s nasi ramas, leaving her with no choice but to stop arguing and tend to her customers.Jennyfer smiled warmly as she served them, her demeanor shifting instantly—her angry expression earlier seemed reserved only for Jackson.“It’s almost noon. Look