"With Abigail's words, the atmosphere in the living room became delicate and awkward.
Lincoln Green's face flushed with anger. He couldn't keep his pride. "You made a mistake and still have the nerve not to apologize. Apologize when you're told to."
"I didn't make a mistake. Why should I apologize?" Abigail raised her eyes, glanced at a few people, a hint of sarcasm on her lips.
This time, before Lincoln Green could explode, Mrs. Stone erupted, "You beat my son like that and still claim you made no mistake. Do you plan to beat him to death before admitting fault? Clark is willing to marry you even though you look like this. That's a blessing for you, yet you're still so vicious. It's terrifying."
After saying this, Mrs. Stone exaggeratedly stepped back, the gold bracelet on her wrist clinking.
