Sweet Sorrow

Nicole didn't expect her mother to mention Ron at this time, and she was stunned.
Speaking of this, after the short blind date that day, she had almost forgotten Ron.
Seeing Nicole's state, Judy knew that Nicole hadn't contacted with Ron these days.
She was worried, but she didn't show it on her face. Instead, she pretended to be joking and said, "is it because you are too busy
to contact him recently?"
Nicole continued to pack her things, ignoring her mother's words.
"Ah, you don't need to be shy. You are already an adult. It's rare that Ron is sensible and has highly educated scholar. Don't be
so picky on him."
Nicole was a little annoyed when she heard her mother's words. She retorted, "Mom, don't urge me. I really don't want to get
married now."
"Well, I'm leaving now. I'll visit you and Jim another day." Nicole put the things away and was ready to go out without saying
anything.
Seeing that Nicole was anxious, Judy quickly changed her tone, "Nicole, don't be angry. I don't mean anything else. I just care
about you."
Nicole lowered her head and stared at the floor, "but mom, I really don't want to get married."
"It doesn't matter if you don't want to get married. I didn't force you to, but your aunt treated me very well. When you were not
around, she always gave me food and snacks. I couldn't refuse her, so I couldn't make it too bad." Judy thought for a while and
said, "even if you don't want to get married, you can make friends with Ron. Don't do things in such heartless manner. "
Judy's humbleness warmed Nicole's heart. Even though she was unhappy, she could not blame her mother. After all, her mother
was also right.
Pursing her lips, Nicole looked at her mother and said helplessly, "Okay, I know. I'll be friends with Ron and won't be ruthless."
"I'm glad to hear that," Judy heaved a sigh of relief. She took out a piece of paper from her pocket and said, "this is Ron's
number. Save it in your phone. You can ask him for help if you need help one day."

"Mom..."
Judy frowned, "Why are you so against to save someone's number?"
Nicole was unable to persuade Judy, so she could only save Ron's number in her phone. Judy was worried and kept watching on
Nicole.
After she saved it, Nicole put her phone in her pocket. She looked at her mother, speechless, and said seriously to her mother
again, "Mom, I just got divorced with Austin. I really don't want to marry with someone now."
"Alas." Judy's face darkened when she heard Nicole talking about Austin.
In the eyes of Judy, Nicole was deeply hurt by the failed marriage with Austin, so she did not want to marry again.
"Alright, mom. I'm leaving. Good night."
Nicole left home and stood at the gate of the community, turning her head to look at the old and faded building.
People here had traditional and leisurely life. Like her mother, most people thought that whether it was a man or a woman, they
needed to get married and have a home.
After all, a family is the only way to live in peace.
However, Nicole thought that she would never have a home of her own in the future.
After all, she and Jacob couldn't be together. After she left him, she would be made a mistress of a rich man. At that time, no one
would be willing to accept her.
Not to mention that she had no mood to love others with the past on her back.
'but mother will be disappointed if I don't get married.'.
Nicole sighed, turned around and stopped a taxi.
"Go to PS Road."
The driver looked at Nicole in surprise. "PS Road is the territory of rich people. Are you going there to be a nanny?"

Nicole was confused. When she saw that the bag on which she used to make the birthday cake was still open, she suddenly
understood and nodded.
"Oh, really a nanny. How is your monthly salary? It must be very high."
"It's just so so." Nicole didn't know what to say at all, so she answered perfunctorily with a hollow smile.
Obviously, the driver didn't feel the cold attitude of Nicole and kept nagging.
"I had a guest working as a nanny over there before, and she earns two or three times of my salary every month. But that guest
said that whether you work well or not depends on the employer. It's really lucky to meet a good employer. It's easy to get
money. But if you meet a bad employer, he will ask you for help and snitch on you all the time. Then the money is not easy to
make."
Nicole was speechless, "..."
The driver glanced at Nicole and raised his eyebrows. "What about your employer? Is he good to you?"
"Mine?" Nicole thought of Jacob, and then she thought of the servants in his house. They seemed to live a good life. Not only
hadn't been treated harshly by Jacob, but he was also very polite to them. "My employer is a nice person."
"You are so lucky!" The driver envied Nicole and repeatedly praised her good luck.
Nicole didn't answer. She turned around and looked out of the window, not agreeing with what the driver said.
She was blessed, is that true?
No, if she was lucky, her father wouldn't pass away when she was still a teenager, and she wouldn't be forced to leave Jacob,
and she wouldn't suffer such a bad thing as her husband had an affair after marriage.
No, she wasn't blessed.
It was just that in the eyes of others, she was lucky. After all, Consuela once envied her for being able to date with a man as rich
as Jacob.
But people would only feel that life was happy when they look at others.

Just like Nicole, she felt that the husband and wife who made cakes in front of the cake shop were the happiest couple.
A trace of sadness streaked across Nicole's heart. She did not listen to what the driver said. Instead, she leaned her head
against the seat and closed her eyes.
Dozens of minutes later, the taxi stopped in front of Jacob's villa.
Nicole hurriedly gave the money and got off the car, closed the door before the driver could begin to express his opinion.
"Bye." The driver waved at Nicole through the glass with enthusiasm and drove away.
Nicole watched the taxi drive away, took a deep breath and entered the villa.
She had been here several times and the people in the villa were familiar with her, so they walked towards her directly.
"Is Jacob back?" Nicole asked while walking.
"No, not yet."
"Is dinner ready?"
"Yes. Mr. Jacob said he would come back for dinner, but he hasn't come back yet."
Nicole stopped and thought, 'is Jacob still angry with me?'? Or Jacob didn't go back to the villa for dinner because he knew she
was home?
'is Jacob still mad at me?
Nicole shook her head with a bitter smile and said to the maid, "I want to make cakes here. Take me to the kitchen."
"Yes, Miss Nicole, this way please."
Although Nicole wasn't sure whether the cake she made would make Jacob happy, she had to try.
She wanted to please Jacob. It was not for anything else. She just wanted him to be happy and she could be grateful.