
"He begged me to convince him to make Sara wait for him to work on your approval, they're only six months old, my 29-year-old son and your 41-year-old son, ... what do you think I should say to such a sincere and courageous request of your son. I see Sara is happy, I see Francoise is happy, they are happy together, love each other..."
"You know love is bullshit, you and I are divorced, don't tell me love stories, it's sickening."
Nola Adams is smiling. He understood this woman in front of him still harbored disappointment in the past.
"Love isn't bullshit Madam, you and I have been in love, only our hopes and egos are too high to try to keep it up, or our expectations are so high that imperfect love can no longer satisfy us."
"You should be a philosopher." Nola Adams laughs at Mary Aides.
"I may die soon, but I have no regrets. I always tell my son that if Mom's love story doesn't work it doesn't mean she'll be the same. It depends on who's working on it."
"Still you're not equal to us."
"I'd love to see my son happy, but apparently you want to see your son feel your pain. You want your child to marry someone he doesn't like and then get divorced like you?"
"I don't do anything like that. Don't overdo it!" Mary Aides did not accept Nola Adams' words and quickly reversed them.
"Truely, I see you're clearly doing it now." Nola smiled calmly. But Mary Aides looked at him with a feeling of hate, hate because maybe Nola's words were right, she made her son experience the same thing as him. Only now did he realize that, but he still did not want to accept Francoise's relationship with Sara.
"Stop your bullshit, have your child leave Francoise. You don't have to advise me."
"Unfortunately I can't do it, I will give him a chance because he came here and asked me to give him a chance."
"You're hoping to raise your social status, I guess."
"I hope they are happy. It doesn't seem like this once you've done this. Until Francoise makes preparations to come to me first?" Nola's eyes gave a vision towards Mary Aides.
"That means right." Nola Adams was quite surprised by what she found."Be careful, I know if you manage to separate them he'll reward you by not marrying anyone."
Mary Aides now stood up in annoyance.
"So you don't want to tell your son to leave my son?"
"I told you your own son came here to ask me to support their relationship, after all my son wanted to leave but he insisted, so my answer was clear." Nola Adams says his stance is once again, for him Francoise deserves his help for now.
"You guys are all low-key. Son and mother alike, disgusting." Now Mary Aides has crossed the line according to Nola.
"Aren't you a lowly yourself, you're the one who used your son to achieve your goals, what kind of mother are you." Nola replied to Mary in a landslide.
"Talking to you makes me sick. I'm sorry I came here."
"Nobody told you to come, just leave, dear Lady Mary..." Nola Adams showed the exit for the arrogant Mistress.
"You want money, how much do you want to go?" Nora laughed now disdainting her interlocutor.
"My daughter gave me a lot of money. I don't have to beg with you."
"You'll be sorry."
With those words he left. Now that Nola was worried about Sara, how could she accept such hurtful words.