Oliver walks back to the sitting room and finds out that Aria was no longer there, so he runs up to their room, ignoring Nora and the rest downstairs, all he cared about at the moment was his wife, he knew she would be hurt with what had just happened.
He pushed the door open and walked in, like he had expected, Aria was standing by the window side, crying. He walked to her slowly and hugged her from behind, then placed his jaw on her right shoulder.
“You know it hurts me to see you like this, please don’t cry Aria, I can’t stand your tears and I might do something terrible in anger.” He pleaded.
“I knew this would happen Stark, I told you I had a bad feeling about this, that your father would not accept me, and look now, he has found a wife for you,” she said in tears.
Oliver turned her around to face him; he brought out a handkerchief from his pocket and dried her tears with it.