"That day... I came back from your place... I had a fight with your brother..." Violet Zimmerman tearfully recounted, Joseph Lancaster was suspicious.
"Was it because you brought me a midnight snack?"
Aside from that, Joseph couldn't think of any other reason.
Violet shook her head, but said nothing more, burying herself in Joseph's shoulder, crying even harder.
Originally, it was a scene of sorrow, but at this moment, Violet was using this opportunity to vent.
Her husband was coercive, and her mother wouldn't allow a divorce. She was like someone trapped in a dead-end alley, seeing no hope ahead.
"Sis-in-law..." Joseph's hand hovered in the air, tightening slightly, as a thought began to form in his mind.
"Actually... you didn't fall down the stairs by yourself."
Although his words were questioning, Joseph said them with certainty.
Violet shook her head again, "It was me, I accidentally rolled down..."
Joseph...
