Several hours had passed, and Jaxon still hadn't received a reply from Vivienne.
In their decade-long relationship, this was a first.
He casually scrolled through their chat history.
It was packed with messages, almost all of them initiated by Vivienne.
He would only respond with perfunctory replies when necessary.
Jaxon sensed something was off.
Marriage was such a significant matter; it was impossible for Vivienne to have no reaction at all.
He sent another message, "Is your hand still hurting? Don't be mad, can't you accept my apology?"
The response he got was a red exclamation mark.
Jaxon's eyes widened in disbelief.
Throughout their relationship, he had always been the one giving Vivienne the cold shoulder, never experiencing what it felt like to be blocked or ignored.
After some internal struggle, Jaxon decided to drive home and check on her.
"Jaxon, my hand really hurts. Can't you stay and keep me company a little longer?"