"Forcing you? What, do you want to hit me?" Josephine Hawthorne sneered coldly, and from behind, Henry Hargrave shouted loudly, "Enough! Hannah, take your mother back to her room!"
Nicholas Croft slightly curled his lips, the mocking sentiment on his face was so evident. Engaging with such an unreasonable shrew made him feel demeaned, disdainfully shook off Josephine's wrist and pulled Beatrice Hargrave standing beside him further back, to prevent the woman in front from hurting her again.
Beatrice Hargrave raised her chin, glaring angrily at Josephine. If Uncle Nick wasn't there, she would have unceremoniously torn up her face.
"Mom, please stop causing a scene. Let's go back to the room," Hannah walked over to support her mother, gently persuading her. Josephine suddenly turned her head, "Causing a scene, am I not doing this for your own good? Since when have you become so weak?"
