“You are right.” Dejection flashed in Victor’s eyes. While he was not a particularly romantic man, he was also not a very rational one either. In fact, he was rather impulsive.
He had gone down the wrong path as a young man. If it had not been for Rachel, who knew which gutter or prison cell he would be in now?
“The more time I spend with Ria, the more I start to wonder. Sometimes I talk myself into trying, just once. If I do not try, I will never know if I can make her happy. In reality, our time as youths was not meant for testing things out. If I made a mistake, I would have ruined her.”
This was the first time Victor had ever told anyone what he truly thought. Sure, he might have a bad temper and act a little impulsive, but he truly loved Gloria. As such, he had thought about every possibility. “As long as you are true to her, no matter what, doing your best would be the best outcome.”
Justin’s comment stunned Victor. However, Justin did not elaborate further and merely patted him hard on the shoulder. “It is getting late, and you still have two hours. Gol take a nap and freshen yourself up.”
He then grabbed the menu from the table and headed toward the door, intent on calling the receptionist to book their breakfast.
When he was about to open the door, he heard Victor say, “Thank you, but I still have one more question-do you think what you have with Rachel right now is the best ending?”
Justin immediately stopped in his tracks and slowly curled up his fists. “As long as you are true to her, anything that came out of doing your best would be the best outcome, Victor parroted.
Justin froze. To him, what was currently going on was the best he could make out of the situation. However, that was not the case for Rachel. He did not do his best for her.
Everyone had eventually forgiven him for what happened back then. He could feel their kindness directed at him now. So, perhaps Rachel would let it go one day. Oh, how he longed for that day.
He did not want her to let go because he was hoping it would mean she could accept him back in her life; rather, he wanted her to do so. because that was the only way she could live a better life.
Honestly speaking, he would be willing to be hated by her if that meant she would lead a better life. As soon as the sun rose, the group woke up. “What a nice hotel this is. They even have breakfast ready for us.”
Jolly had immediately parked herself before the dining table as she said that. Victor glanced at Justin. When he saw the silent affirmation on Justin’s face, he kept quiet after some hesitation.
By the time they arrived at Zermatt, it was already noon. Even so, none of them were exhausted by the trip. After storing their luggage bags in their rooms, they headed. straight toward the ski facility located at the highest point of the snowy mountain.
“Aah!” Jolly let out a scream as she ran through the snowy field. “This is where we will be tomorrow. We will make a giant heart shape with red rose petals. Victor, you will stand here. When Gloria skis down over, you will pull out the ring, get down on one knee, and propose!”
“I bet that she would be crying from joy. I will be the videographer tomorrow, so I will be sure to film every single one of our genius pianist’s ugly looks! It will be my blackmail against her!”
Out of everyone involved in the plan, Jolly was having the most fun. “If you like helping others propose, just start a matchmaking service,” Hernandez grumbled.
“That is a good suggestion!” Jolly actually took his grumblings seriously. “Why not? We can think about it!” she shouted to Rachel.
“Your matchmaking service would only receive complaints from your customers, and you will definitely break down over them,” Rachel brutally said.
She could already imagine what would happen when Jolly tried to organize a marriage for someone with an average income level. If the groom refused to splurge on every single one of her suggestions, she would fly into a fit of rage. She might even ruin the couple’s relationship out of spite. There would be a lot of trouble then.
Meanwhile, Jolly had gathered up some snow to make a snowball. After all, she was just joking when she said that. She then hurled the snowball at Charlotte’s head.
Charlotte had been calmly building a snowman throughout the conversation. She was dressed in a pink ski suit and a knitted hat with bunny ears. When the snowball suddenly hit her, she was sent sprawling to the ground.
“Aah!” She let out a cry of surprise. Rachel hurried over to help her up and dusted the snow off her. “Are you okay? Did the snowball hurt you?”
“Who did that?!” Charlotte angrily huffed as she looked around with her hands over the back of her head where she had been hit. Samuel pointed at Jolly, betraying her without a second thought.
“Godmother!” Charlotte shouted. “That was mean!” She then pouted. “What is it?” Rachel thought Charlotte was. actually injured.” “Why are you crying?”
At that, Jolly panicked as well. “I did not throw it that hard, and the snowball was not packed tightly. In fact, I did not compress it at all!” “Waah!” Charlotte cried, covering her eyes with her hands. “You just hit me! You do not like me anymore!”
“No, no. That is not it. Have you never had a snowball fight?” Jolly hurried over to comfort the girl, kneeling down as she apologized profusely. Charlotte shook her head.
Justin walked over to check up on her. “She has never been in a snowball fight,” he said with a little sigh in his voice. How could she have been in one? She never knew anyone around the same age as her, just the deadly beasts of the Hudson family.
“I am so sorry, Charlotte.” Jolly felt so bad. “I did not know. I am sorry. Please do not cry. How about I get you a delicious treat? Oh, poor dear.”
“What is a snowball fight?” Charlotte asked while sobbing as she rubbed her eyes. Rachel gave Samuel a look, which he understood.
He swiftly made a snowball and handed it to Charlotte. “In a snowball fight, we will all try to hit other people with snowballs. As snowballs do not hurt unless packed very tightly, everyone will have fun. She did not throw the snowball at you because she does not like you.”
“She did it because she likes you!” Rachel gently said. She placed a hand on Charlotte’s head.
After hearing their explanation, Charlotte’s eyes went wide as she stared down at the snowball in her hands. There were a few moments of hesitation before she suddenly threw it at Jolly.
“Aah!” Jolly was caught off guard as she was hit by the snowball Samuel created. The impact made her fall on her behind as she shrieked in surprise Before she realized what happened, she heard Charlotte calling out to her, “Godmother, I like you too!”
For a second, everyone was stunned. Then, they all began to laugh uproariously. Hernandez was leaning against a tree that trembled with every laughter that rang through him, causing snow to dance in the air. “Haha. Hey, have you shot yourself in the foot by telling her that?”
Jolly was furious, but before she could get back on her feet, she was hit in the back of her head once more. “Who did that?!”
She turned around to see Hernandez. Somehow, during the time they spent laughing, he had built up a huge “wall of defense’ with piles of ‘ammo’ beside him. As he tossed a snowball up in the air, he shouted at the group, “Snowball fight! The war is on!”
“Run!” Samuel grabbed Charlotte to flee. Before Rachel realized what was going on, someone tugged her to the side, and the snowball aimed at her head smacked against Justin’s back. Snow was scattered everywhere, splattering all over Jolly’s face.
Leroy went to defend her but could only last through the first wave of attacks. By now, Jolly was seething. “Just you wait, Hernandez! You are dead!”
Snowballs flew through the air before exploding into clouds of white.
