"Mum, enough!"
Joshua Campbell roared in unbearable anger: "Mom, are you going through menopause now, so you always raise your cane to hit people? I always listened to you before. You said Jasmine was no good, and I ignored her. You said to kick Jasmine out, and I did, because it was forced upon me by dad."
"But Aurora is different, Mum. I told you, I like her, liked her for many years. You can't even tolerate her; can you just not interfere with my affairs?"
Priscilla Moore stared wide-eyed at her son, somewhat disbelieving that her own son had just said those words to her.
Since he was little, her son had always trusted her words the most. But now, after meeting Aurora Richardson, her son no longer listened to her.
Seeing that his mother didn't speak, Joshua didn't say anything else either, carefully lifting Aurora and leaving the study room without looking back, heading downstairs.
