The crisp sound of breaking glass made Nancy freeze.
Looking back, she was angry and distressed, "Jay what are you doing, this is the perfume your father gave me, it's purely handmade!"
Each bottle is filled with Nathan's love, how can we throw it out and break it like this?
If it was something else that could still be used, Nancy had gotten out of the car and gone to pick it up and shoot the dust.
"Didn't you hear the doctor say that you can't use perfume now, don't you want to die!" Jay questioned.
He growled, the veins at the corners of his forehead were exposed, and his handsome face was nothing but a scowl.
Look at Nancy shudder.
This is the first time in memory that her Jay was so angry.
"I ...... I just forgot, I don't need it anymore, I don't even need it anymore, okay?" She tried hard to appease Jay.
But Jay's anger could not be quenched.
"Can you live for yourself for once, do you know what you look like now? A humble slave to the core!"
"Jay, how can you say that about me?" Nancy looked at him incredulously, "I'm your mother."
"You're my mother, yes, but all the same, you're a slave with no dignity or bottom line when it comes to Nathan." Jay said coldly.
Snap!
Nancy's slap, landed directly on Jay's face.
In fact, she regretted it right after she typed it.
"Jay, I didn't mean to do it, it's just that I was so angry just now that I ......"
Jay slowly turned back and glanced at Nancy, "It doesn't matter, I wasn't as important as Nathan in your eyes in the first place anyway."
"Of course you're important, you're my son, everything I've done in my life has been for you, ah, it's just that it's not easy for your father and I to be together, it's really not easy yet, can you, don't do this to him?"
The tone of voice has taken on a pleading tone.
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