But Joyce pretended not to see my furious expression and turned to me hopefully.
"Colten, why don't you just give the meat back to Grayson? He's in poor health, and he can't wait any longer.
"I've apologized to you, and I won't hold the slap you gave me against you. Just give me the meat. Once Grayson recovers, I promise we'll live a happy life again."
My fists clenched tightly.
"Joyce, can't you understand me?
"I told you to get out. Bitches and dogs are not welcome here."
Joyce's face instantly changed, and she looked up at me, her eyes full of anger.
"Colten, how far do you intend to take this?
"It's my fault for not discussing it with you beforehand, but it's just a snake. So what if it was your dad's keepsake?
"It's just a snake, a soulless beast.
"It's not your dad!"
I was completely enraged by Joyce and grabbed her hair, slapping her several times until her face turned red and swollen before letting go.
Joyce covered her face, tears streaming down her cheeks as she cried out.
"Colten, how dare you hit me?
"I'm your fiancee! Do you still want to marry me?"
I interrupted her coldly, "Fiancee? Never heard of it."
"What about the wedding invitations on the floor?"