In my previous life, Marshall almost got into a fight with the person across the street because of a housing dispute. I desperately tried to stop it, and in the end, the beer bottle in the other person's hand hit me.
At that time, I was wearing my school uniform. When they saw that I was a student from a prestigious school, they immediately backed down and left in the end.
It seemed that without my involvement this time, Marshall's fate had taken a turn for the better.
Fate also broke Marshall's leg.
I pushed open the door and Marshall was lying in bed. Although his leg was already suspended, there was still an impatient look on his face that seemed to say, "Hurry up and come and serve me."
I obediently said in front of Marshall, "Mom, I'm willing to take good care of Dad."
Only then did Marshall show a hint of a smile.
Raina looked a little guilty and patted my shoulder, "I know you've been working hard, but now your dad is paralyzed in bed. Your little brother is too young. I'm under a lot of pressure, you need to understand me. Both Dad and Mom love you."
Still young?
Nick was already 14 years old, he should take responsibility for his crimes.