"Your mother always comes here this day so I can serve her. I've told you several times not to let her come. I also want to rest on the weekend. What did you do?"
Ethan was unconvinced. "He's my mother. What's wrong with you serving her? Isn't this what you should do?"
"What do you mean by what I should do? He's your mother, not mine. You also rest today. Why didn't you go home?"
"I... I..."
He hesitated for a long time and replied, "I told you I was with my buddies."
On his rest days, he always went fishing with his friends. I never said anything about it.
He wasn't like that when we first married. When did things change?
One time, when I was talking to him, Emma heard it.
She said that I was treating Ethan like a child and that a man should have some freedom.
Later, I thought about it and agreed, so I stopped asking.
But now, looking at his irresponsible look, I somehow felt sick.
"Ethan, I won't let this matter go so easily. Your brother must pay for what Eddy has done."
"Also, after Julie is discharged from the hospital, I will sell the apartment and move somewhere else."
"Your mother loves her son and grandson. I don't care. But don't get me involved!"