He didn't know that every time he went, Martha would send a video to report.
“Serena, I took the initiative to report it because I don't want you to misunderstand. Women don’t make things difficult for other women, right?”
What was the result now? In the video, she was happily leaning in Joseph's arms. And he was gently humming a song to lull her to sleep.
That kind of tenderness has never been with me. Even when I had a high fever of forty degrees, he would only tell me to drink more hot water. He said that I was too pampered and raised by the Berneux Family to be too delicate. So I should exercise more to exercise my body.
But every time he went outdoors to climb mountains, he would only take Martha with him. Because Martha was a professional. It was only fun to explore with her, unlike me who would only hold him back.
My heart trembled. And I subconsciously looked at him.
After answering the phone, his whole person became soft. The corner of his lips was stained with a smile.
“Martha.”
Martha, however, was very depressed. Her soft voice answered, “I've thought about it for a long time. I will keep the child, but I will never live in your house. No matter how bad I am, I know what it means to be shameless.”
“I can't go back to the Duckett Family, Joseph. I plan to go to the Jasna Gora Monastery for meditation. When the child is born, I will become a hermit.”
Joseph stormed out, “Don't even think about it! Martha, you dare to step into the monastery and live there!”
Joseph suddenly realized his loss of composure and suppressed his anger. “Martha, if you become a hermit, what if my brother wakes up? You won't wait for him?”
“Our child…”
“Can you bear to let our child be born without a mother?”
Martha’s voice choked. “It's been two years, Kenneth won't wake up, Joseph. About this child, you'll tell him that Serena Berneux is his mother. However, that's what you were going to do anyway.”
Joseph glanced at me coldly. “The Berneux Family is always engaged in feudal superstitions. I changed my mind and don't want her to teach the child bad things.”
I laughed coldly and directly snatched the cell phone. “Martha, I'm not interested in being a stepmother for your child. And I've seen enough of your drama. Let's get it out of the way today. I’m out of this disgusting love triangle, I quit!”
Panicked sobbing sounds came from the other end of the phone and Martha hurriedly hung up the phone. In the next second, Joseph violently grabbed my hair and pressed my face hard against the car window.
His voice was gloomy and said, “Serena, are you fucking crazy?”
My face was squeezed out of shape. My lips were pressed against the cold glass. I couldn't make a sound and could only struggle desperately.
The driver glanced in the rearview mirror and hesitantly spoke, “Mr. Duckett, Mrs. Duckett is just angry for a moment with you…”
“It's not your turn to interrupt!”
Joseph interrupted sternly, “She has been spoiled for so many years that she has forgotten even the basic manners.”
As he spoke, he increased his force again. “Serena, when we get home later, you’ll apologize properly to your sister-in-law!”
The glass pressed painfully against my cheekbone. Then it was getting harder and harder for me to breathe.
The traffic light coincided with a red light and the passengers on the bus next to me raised their cell phones. Perhaps in a few minutes, my ugliest and most humble appearance would be on the social news of all major platforms.
The Berneux Family's century-old reputation and grandfather's lifetime pride would be ruined because of me. My whole body trembled and nodded with difficulty.
Joseph finally released his grip. Looking at the red marks that flared up on my face, he reached out to touch it.
“You really are still too delicate, Serena.”
I subconsciously avoided him. My entire body curled up in the corner of the car door.
He suddenly let out a sarcastic smile at me. “Are you pretending to be a victim again?”
Then he absently hooked up the corner of his mouth again and said in a coaxing tone, “Alright. I was wrong just now. I'm letting Miss Berneux feel wronged. Is that enough?”
I bit my lower lip tightly and didn't let go until I tasted blood. “As long as you're happy.”
