"You big idiot!"
"Didn't you say you wouldn't go?"
"Why did you lie to me?"
The anxious Emilia immediately covered her sore nose and rushed out of the house.
She knew why her husband had gone!
At the same time…..
Growing up in the Davis family, she knew how cruel they were!
She just wanted to live a peaceful life with someone that she liked.
She definitely didn't want to live in fear all the time!
At the same time, at nine in the morning!
The Davis ancestral hall that was still kept as an ancient wooden building.
Had retro bluestone tiles instead of the classic white tiles.
There was even moss growing in the cracks!
Mrs. Davis sat on a pearwood armchair at the entrance of the ancestral Hall, exuding the demeanour of an otherworldly expert!
On her left was Micheal Davis, and on her right was William Davis, holding onto a stick.
