"Auntie, I won't beat around the bush. Who gives you the right to hurt my wife?"
Despite the rage he was feeling inside, Tristan tried his best to speak in a way that it won't sound disrespectful towards Mrs. Miller.
He was calm, not even raising his voice but his words were firm and his eyes were cold.
Mr. Miller had no idea about what happened between his wife and Tristan's wife so he just stood there, darting his gaze back and forth between Tristan and his wife. He was confused.
Mrs. Miller, on the other hand, squinted her eyes at Tristan upon hearing that.
"What are you talking about?" She feigned ignorance of what happened.
She had no plan of admitting it. Besides, there was no witness. Only the two of them were present at that time. She would deny it. She was confident that others would listen to her, not to a girl who became part of this family just recently.
