Dad shook his head. "When I decided to bring you home, I made up my mind that I would take care of you. I will protect you from whoever wants to blame you. I will stand in front of you."
After speaking, he looked up at Arnold.
"I know you always like that damn girl. Did she ask you to speak for her? Is she trying to sow discord between me and Chelsea? I'm right about her! She is malicious and knows that Chelsea is simple-minded and can't withstand such criticism. Is she trying to force Chelsea to death?"
My father's questioning voice was deafening!
Arnold looked angry.
But Dad didn't give him a chance to speak. Dad looked around at everyone and said fiercely, "From now on, I don't wanna hear this again. Anyone who brings this up again will be forcing Chelsea to death."
I wasn't surprised to hear him say so.
After all, in his eyes, I was almost the most vicious person in the world.
But as I looked at Chelsea, who was such a phony, I couldn't help but feel a little nauseous.
Those who didn't know the truth would think she had suffered a great grievance.