Marcus toyed with the sweet treats but ultimately settled beside Violette.

Finally, he spoke. "I like Melissa."

Violette couldn't maintain her composure any longer, her eyes reddening. "But you broke up with her, didn't you? You even had me visit your home several times."

“That was your parents asking me for favors!" Marcus retorted firmly.

Violette's lips trembled. "You dare say you didn't use me to make Melissa jealous?"

Marcus regarded her calmly before offering a faint smile.

"You know I used you to provoke her, why still hold onto it? These...

I never actually Liked them, but Melissa did years ago! Violette, find someone else to love."

He paused, contemplating his next words, words he had never spoken to Melissa before.

"I've found my match in her in this lifetime," he admitted.

Violette cried out loud, her emotions overwhelming her.

Marcus remained patient, allowing her to cry until she had exhausted herself. "Go home, and don't come back! It's better for you, and...

Melissa really doesn't appreciate me provoking her like this."

Despite his anger towards her, Marcus was willing to change for Melissa.

At the core of it all, his actions were driven by love.

Violette, overcome with emotion like a child whose favorite toy had been taken away, swept the treats onto the floor, tears streaming down her face as she accused him.

Marcus remained unfazed, realizing that he felt too lenient towards her because he didn't truly care for her. Her emotional outbursts didn't affect him.

Once Violette calmed down, Sylvia escorted her away.

As Sylvia returned to Marcus’ office, he positioned himself by the floor-to-ceiling window and directed, “Arrange for the carpet to be replaced."

Marcus shook his head, his thoughts consumed by the events of the day.