I clenched my fists and shouted back, "Yes, with such a difficult sister-in-law like me, Sissy should think carefully about whether she wants to marry into this family."
Dad slammed the table and glared at me. "What nonsense are you talking about! You’re a married daughter. Do you think you have the right to manage family matters?"
I sneered and shouted toward the phone, "Did you hear that? In the Horan Family, a married daughter is like spilled water. You’d better think twice about how Sissy will live here."
"I gave you face!" Dad slammed the table in fury and lunged toward me.
"Oh my, why is this family so hostile?" several female voices shouted from the phone screen.
Sissy looked visibly embarrassed.
My mother, panicked, quickly held my father back and explained frantically, "No, no! Our daughter has been on edge ever since her husband abandoned her. Not only did she drain our savings, but she’s also been sulking at everyone. Joseph would never behave like that."
I forced a bitter smile, then quickly pulled my medical records and IOUs out from a pile of shrimp shells.
Rushing toward Sissy’s phone, I shouted excitedly, “Do you want to know where Joseph’s money really came from?”