I lost all restraint and threw a powerful punch straight at Jeremy’s face.
Thud!
Jeremy was knocked backward, reeling from the blow.
Jocelyn’s eyes were a mix of anger and concern as she looked at me. "Cason, you’re not even at home with our daughter, and now you’re making a scene here?"
"I’m going to kill him!"
I roared, almost out of control, and rushed towards Jeremy.
"Stop him!"
Jocelyn shouted urgently to her bodyguards.
They quickly stepped in, each grabbing one of my arms and holding me back with a tight grip.
Jocelyn’s expression was steely as she came up to me. "I thought you’d gotten over this jealousy and matured. But here you are, making a fuss. Jeremy just found a new place for Cathy—why are you making such a big deal out of it? You’re actually hitting someone! Apologize to Jeremy right now!"
Jocelyn’s defense of Jeremy and her insistence that I should apologize for confronting the people who desecrated my daughter’s grave was infuriating.
Overcome with rage, I struggled against the bodyguards’ hold, but their grip was unshakeable. All I could do was shout at Jocelyn, "You’re going to regret this!"