A vague voice came from the entrance. It was Margaret talking on the phone. "Matthew, come back now! Your wife brought a strange man home, and they went into the bedroom together!"
Brandon blushed and clenched his fists to stop her from talking nonsense.
I pulled him back and said, "It's okay. He knows you, and there's no need for you to explain when he comes back. Besides, I can't really fight with my husband's mother."
Before I could finish my words, Margaret slammed the door and locked my brother and me in the bedroom.
She shouted, "Sherry Nelson, how dare you bring a strange man home! Matthew will know this!"
Worrying the misunderstanding would get bigger, I explained in hustle, "Margaret, he's my younger brother!"
"Bullshit! You think you can fool me with such a silly excuse? I know all the relatives of yours and have never seen such a man!" she said.
Her saliva seemed to spray through the door onto my face, causing a burning pain.
I continued explaining, "When we got married, Brandon was still studying abroad and didn't attend our wedding. Matthew also knew about this."
Seeing me being so cowardly, Brandon was furious. "This is your house, Sherry, you don't have to be like that!"