"Faye, this morning at eight o'clock, I originally agreed to go with Uncle Oliver to register our marriage.
I was planning to turn down Sean's goodwill.
Uncle Oliver clearly promised me, but… he didn't show up.
He didn't come, he broke his word, he still doesn't want to marry me."
"Clara, don't cry."
Faye felt it was absurd; she didn't know that Clara and Oliver had made such arrangements between them.
"Who are you crying for right now? Yourself, or your Uncle Oliver?
If Oliver truly wanted to marry you, he wouldn't have waited until today.
You know this, so why can't you make sense of it?
You're already married now, you need to shift your thinking and perspective.
Think about your husband, who just met you once but acted resolutely for you.
Since your decision to register the marriage was completely voluntary, then you shouldn't fail him."
"I know, I know everything, but I still feel sad.
