As I raised my hand again, Yumi anticipated my move and grabbed my wrist tightly, not letting me strike.
“Yale! I told you I’d give you an explanation!” she said. Then she turned to Ryan and gently coaxed him in French. “Darling, go home and wait for me. I’ll buy you the latest model of iPhone as soon as I finish dealing with this phone.”
But Ryan wouldn't listen.
He raised his hand and slapped me twice, then — out of habit — spoke to Yumi in French, “Darling, how dare he hit you—it’s outrageous! Let alone smashing my phone! Since he doesn't like me as a brother-in-law, I’ll return the favor the way you Calvessian do and teach him a proper lesson! I absolutely won't allow anyone to ruin the birthday party I carefully prepared for you! Besides, tonight I'm planning to wear a butler outfit to celebrate our 100 days together…”
Yumi glanced at me, her brows and eyes soft with warmth and replied in French, “Be good. He came all this way to see me; it's not appropriate to send him in — wait until I send him back to his country, then I’ll tear off the butler outfit for you later, okay?”