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I Pray I Don't Strangle Her
Jason POV I loathed seeing Vince cry like this and I had specifically told her. Violet was honestly too stubborn, she barely listens to whatever I had to say and does what she feels like. I understood her work quite well but then she should also understand me as a father. "I don't know," Rachel replied calmly. Damn you, Violet. Was this some kind of a joke? Why would she leave without disclosing her movements in case of Vince's emergencies? I was already stressed at work and I just wanted to come home to rest. This wasn't what I wanted to face tonight and the cause of it all was Violet. I looked up at Rachel who had a glass of chilled water in her hand. "Here. I believe you must be very tired and Vince didn't make it any easier for you," she said, smiling faintly. " Thank you, Chel
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