The lively breakfast table of the Smith's mansion turned in to a cold war between the youngers of the family. Anna felt that she was deliberately insulted. She looked at her husband who was seated next to her, his head low and no expressions on his face.
''Sister-in-law, calm down! Don't get to angry''. Tessa said.
''Your brother's are misbehaving and this brother of yours..'' She pointed towards Dylan and said, ''Good for nothing''. She got up and stomping her feet on the floor, she went back to her room and closed the door behind with a loud bang.
Dylan had gripped a tea cup in his hand at that time, he felt so furious when his wife called him good for nothing in front of everyone. He tightened his grip around the fragile cup that shattered into pieces spilling the warm tea on his clothes and blood dripped down from his fingers.
