Before I could finish, he shouted to the security guards nearby. "Guards, grab that old woman! Make her kneel and apologize, swearing a solemn oath!"
"Yes, sir!" The security guards rushed over and dragged my mother, who was on the verge of death, directly to Yvonne.
"Apologize and then swear an oath. Say that if she ever harms my child again, your son, Mark, will be childless forever and die a horrible death," he demanded.
But by now, my mother was in so much pain she couldn't even speak, let alone kneel and swear an oath.
Three minutes later, seeing my mother still curled motionless on the ground, Yvonne flew into a rage.
"Fine, if you won't listen to reason, you'll have to suffer the consequences. Break her hand to prevent future trouble," Yvonne sneered.
"No, Yvonne! Have you forgotten how much my mother loves you?" I screamed. "When you had a cold and fever and I wasn't home, she stayed by your bedside every night to take care of you. You said you wanted to be childless and she had no objections, even though she loves having grandchildren. She just wanted us to be happy."