“You must have heard some rumor; someone must be influencing you!”
“Whether it’s a rumor or not, you know that better than anyone.”
I didn’t bother arguing further and turned to leave.
Seeing this, George panicked, threw off the blanket, and tried to get out of bed, still shouting.
“Stop right there! Charles, you ungrateful brat! Anna married you, and this is how you treat her?”
“I’ll teach you a lesson today!”
He cursed as he grabbed the glass of water beside him, ready to throw it at me.
I stopped and turned back, giving him a cold stare.
“You’d better not.”
“You can’t afford the consequences.”
George faltered under my gaze. After a few seconds, he suddenly remembered something and quickly grabbed his phone to make a call.
“Laura! Get to the hospital right now! That bastard Charles is rebelling!”
“He says he wants a divorce from your sister and claims she lied to him. You need to come control him!”
George’s voice trembled on the phone, as though he’d been deeply wronged.
I ignored him, found a chair in the corner of the ward, and quietly waited for my sister-in-law to arrive.
About ten minutes later, the ward door burst open, and my sister-in-law, Laura Lane, rushed in.