"I'm saying that hands are lovely on their own. A beautiful bracelet is just an extra touch," Hayden said with genuine feeling, prompting a smile from Violeta.
The driver remained unchanged, having been a constant companion to Hayden during their trips to Jobus over the past two years. They had grown quite acquainted with one another.
Violeta asked, "Have you had something to eat? And Marco, what about you?"
The driver, Marco, joked, "I came to pick up Ms. White's flight and was worried about being late, so neither Mr. Hayden nor I have had a bite."
Violeta replied, "Since it's so late, let's head home and enjoy some soup later. I'm craving the buttermilk soup."
Hayden agreed warmly, "Alright."
Before long, the car reached Liberty Grove.
Throughout the ride, Hayden was on his best behavior, likely due to the driver's presence.
Once Marco had parked, the two of them stepped out. Hayden eagerly reached out to hold Violeta and leaned in to kiss her.
The breeze was still, though it might have seemed a bit loud.
All they could focus on was the sound of each other's heartbeats.
Once they were home, Tuna rushed over to sniff around and then jumped on Violeta.
As Violeta petted Tuna's head, she noticed something unusual and said, "Oh, Tuna's fur on its head is so much shorter now. Did someone give you a trim?"
Hayden changed his shoes and handed Violeta's scarf to Ms. Silverleaf.
Ms. Silverleaf smiled and explained, "Last month, Tuna's fur got caught in super glue, so Mr. Hayden gave it a trim."
Violeta pressed her lips together and said, "You're so hands-on. Why didn't you just take it to the pet shop? It seems like a dog might have chewed it."
Hayden looked at her and said, "Even pet shops might be hesitant to handle it."
The statement is accurate and cannot be disputed.
Violeta shrugged and replied, "Alright."
Ms. Silverleaf made buttermilk soup and also had a portion for Marco.
Besides the housekeeper at home, a live-in maid was also hired.
She was relatively young, about thirty-five or thirty-six, and although she was mute, she was skilled in cooking. Her name was Hilary.
She was hired during the two years when Violeta was away from home.
When Violeta opened the fridge to grab a drink, Hilary suddenly appeared behind her, making Violeta spin around to see who it was.
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