Her Graceful War Song novel Chapter 1150

Viola's tears flowed uncontrollably.

"But Barret is so useless!" she argued, her voice shaking. "He's gone off to become a lowly soldier! How will I ever show my face again? I just didn't want to degrade myself. When Carissa wanted a divorce, she even went as far as to ask for a royal edict. You could see how determined she was. How can I lose to her?"

Poppy wanted to say that it was much harder for Viola to face people now, but she didn't dare to say it out loud. Instead, she said, "There's no comparison to be made. Everyone has their own path. Some may be less fortunate than Lady Carissa, but others might be luckier. Even if she has the upper hand now, does that mean she's unbeatable?"

Viola's bitterness deepened. "Why didn't you ever say these things to me before?"

"Because you wouldn't have listened," Poppy replied. Then, she pulled the curtains down and said to the coachman, "Sir, we may go now."

Viola sank back against the embroidered cushion, her mind heavy with unease. Suddenly, an overwhelming dread gripped her. She realized, with a sinking heart, that she might truly be alone for the rest of her life.

She couldn't be like Carissa, who, after her divorce, still managed to marry a handsome, accomplished prince with great military achievements.

Viola grasped Poppy's hand tightly, her face drained of color. "Poppy, do you think Barrett will ever make anything of himself? Do you think he'll get some military merit?"

"My lady, fate is unpredictable," Poppy replied. "He might rise again and become a general. Or perhaps he'll fall into ruin and never get back up. His Majesty might even take back Valor Estate from them because of that."

"With how he is, he'll never get anywhere. If I stay with him, I'll end up losing everything. His Majesty might even seize Valor Estate, and my life will be truly ruined. No, my choices weren't wrong. I'm not wrong," Viola muttered under her breath.

At first, she admired Barrett. He was handsome and favored by the king, and their marriage was arranged by the prime minister's wife. Over time, she began to see his weaknesses—he was indecisive, easily swayed by emotions, and lacked direction.

On top of that, he had a domineering rightful wife and a dazzling ex-wife. And then there was Viola, the third daughter of the Earl of Silverstone, who felt ordinary in comparison.

Before Viola married into the Warren family, she thought she would be loved by them all. However, reality had been a bitter disappointment. She resented Barrett for failing to live up to her expectations, and that resentment had only grown over time, eventually driving them apart.