"Vivi, let me explain it. That day, I really ...." He grabbed my arm, eager to distance himself from that girl.
I stared at him coldly. From the moment I walked into his house, his parents, Reynold and Paula treated me like nothing and belittled the things I bought. But they were so gentle and caring towards Brielle.
"Vivi, it's not really what you think between us."
"That was just an accident. I remember exactly what happened. Vivi, you know my character the most. I can't lie to you. You can hit or scold me."
In the blink of an eye, there was a crisp sound and there was a clear slap mark on Christopher's face, but it was not me who slapped him.
"Is that how I taught you? Being so submissive to a woman outside?"
"Uncle, please don't do that." Brielle took Reynold's arm with an anxious look on her face. "Chris is just a bit worried."
Reynold pointed at his son, trembling slightly. "I'm telling you, even if an honorable president comes here today, this girl can't enter our house. You've grown up together with Brielle since childhood and you ruined her like this. You have to take responsibility!"
When I watched this scene, a chill rose in my heart.