However, after getting married, I found that sometimes being honest was being cowardly.
Ethan was the eldest son in the family.
Emma said that she loved both of her son the same but she preferred her younger son.
She didn't very like girls. So ignored my daughter and I after I gave birth.
On the other side, she was very found of her grandson. Although Marie's mother was there taking care of her,
Emma had always been siding with them.
I knew that Ethan was filial. When we quarreled, I always gave in for the sake of our relationship.
I didn't expect Ethan to behave like this when such thing happened,
I couldn't help but feel a chill down my spine.
Soon, Ethan, Emma, and Clifton came to the hospital.
Seeing me, Clifton curled his lips and said with dissatisfaction,
"Ava, it's just a pencil wound. Can't you just take Julie to the clinic downstairs? Why do you have to come to the hospital?"
Emma also chimed in. "How much does this trip cost?"
They didn't care about Julie at all. They just didn't want to waste money.
I was so angry that I slammed my hammer against the wall. "Shut up, all of you!"
I rarely got angry, so Clifton and Emma were startled.