“Armand told you?” Johanna responded, immediately thinking that Timothy must have gone to complain to Armand after their recent night out.
Genevieve nodded. “But this time, Timothy didn't go out for drinks; he went abroad. You two are still legally married—not divorced yet. And you suddenly introduced him to a potential girlfriend, who also happened to be his first love's little sister. If I were him, I would've been angry too.”
“Denise is a kind person,” Johanna said, her gaze fixed on the grill as she deftly turned the pieces of meat with tongs. “And as for Timothy and me, divorce is always an option.”
“Is divorce truly what you want?” Genevieve inquired.
“It seems like the best choice.”
Observing Johanna's composed demeanor, Genevieve continued speaking. “Despite Timothy's mistakes, he's putting forth genuine efforts to make amends. We all can see the depth of his feelings for you.”
Johanna pursed her lips and quietly placed a piece of grilled meat onto Genevieve's plate.
As they continued their meal, Genevieve maintained the conversation. “There's news circulating from Frank's side, suggesting that the batch of gold was in Zephyr's possession. Many eyes were on him. A few days ago, I had a conversation with Frank. He informed me that Zephyr's private plane disappeared while en route to Norham last year. No wreckage was found, but both he and the child perished...”
Ever since Johanna snapped back to reality, she deliberately refrained from discussing matters like these with Genevieve and the others. Likewise, they avoided bringing up the topic in her presence.
She had hoped for Zephyr's demise on numerous occasions, and it had eventually happened.
“Jojo, the person who's causing you such turmoil is no longer part of this world,” Genevieve softly conveyed. “Don't keep yourself trapped in this pain. Timothy needs you, and so does Asel.”
Following a prolonged silence, Johanna softly responded with a simple “Mm.”
Genevieve couldn't determine whether Johanna had taken her words to heart, but she understood that this wound was deeply ingrained and wouldn't heal easily.
Upon finishing their barbecue meal, Genevieve dropped Johanna off at her studio. As her car departed, another visitor approached Johanna.
“Ms. Joule.”
Recognizing the newcomer as Waylon, the chief editor of Mode whom she had met at Ysabelle's wedding, Johanna greeted him warmly and invited him to sit in the guest area.
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