"Ema, I suggest you stop with your effort to make me see Ranon differently. It won't work. You are just wasting your time."
Ema's expression turned ugly; she pressed her lips stubbornly. "You have not yet seen the worst of Ranon; that's why you…"
"I can handle his worst." She had also experienced her own worst moments. She wouldn't judge anyone for that, especially not the father of her child. "You must be very bored, Ema. For you to look for me only to argue with me."
Hazel had been in a foul mood because she had woken up to her daughter burning with fever, and just a moment ago, Denzel yelled at her, not to mention all the things that she had been going through lately.
If she kept provoking her, Ema would only seek death.
"What is your real intention, Ema?" Hazel asked, forgetting about returning to her bedroom. She was going to make sure this woman knew her place. "Do you want to break us up because you're not happy that Ranon is with a woman who's not you?"
