Seeing that I hadn't responded for a long time, my mother-in-law walked up to me, her weathered face looming in front of mine.
Out of instinct, I raised my hand and slapped her.
As I stared at my tingling palm, tears welled up in my eyes, and I finally felt the reality of my rebirth.
My mother-in-law stood there in shock, clutching her cheek, her hand trembling as she pointed at me, then looked at Robert, who was standing by the bed.
"Robert, look at your wife! She dares to hit your mother! She's completely out of control!"
Robert, enraged by her words, rushed at me to hit me.
But before he could raise his hand, I knelt on the bed and slapped him hard across the face.
Staring at his hateful expression, I snarled, "Get out!"
Completely unprepared, he was knocked to the ground by my slap.
Seeing her mother and brother being hit, my sister-in-law's face turned red with anger. She rushed at me, ready for a fight.
I grabbed the pillows behind me and threw them at her in a flurry, then got off the bed and slapped her twice when she was stunned.
Slap!
Slap!
Two crisp slaps left her standing there in shock.