Nana's words brought forth more anger in the Zhang's. Even Xian was stunned by the viciousness with which Nana spoke to him. She seemed to genuinely believe that he was like a possession that she owned.
"You do not own me." He barked at her.
His voice, like an bomb which had been ticking for a while, exploded. "I have been patient with you. I divorced Yura and chose to stay with you without caring what people would think or say. I made up excuses for you for everything, promising my parents that you would change as long as you took lessons on how to be a classy woman and learned how to fit into elite society. I paid for classes for you with different etiquette teachers but what did you do?" He punched the chair, showing just how much he had been holding back.
