Harold understood what Zachary meant—previous quarrels about divorce were taken lightly, but it was serious this time."Have you made up your mind?" Harold asked Zachary."Yes," Zachary replied.As soon as he said that, Rose emerged from the kitchen carrying a plate of fruits.Cheerfully, she said, "Zac, you're back? Have some fruit. I've prepared the freshest peaches for you."Zachary looked at her, feeling utterly helpless. Instead of responding, he headed upstairs."Zac," Rose called, but Zachary didn't turn back."For whom am I doing all of this? Isn't it all for him? My good intentions have caused me to do bad things!" Rose whined as she began to tear up.With a stoic expression, Harold entered the study room, refusing to hear another word from her.Since it was pointless to put on such an act when she was alone, Rose sat alone on the sofa, angrily eating the peaches.Soon, Zachary came downstairs with his luggage in hand.Shocked, Rose quickly stood up. Her eyes began
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