A puff of air came out of Charles' lips as he sighed heavily. Frustration crept over his face, for he didn't know what to feel about Melissa. On the one hand, she was his mother; on the other hand, she was also hurting his family.
The end tone beeped from the phone as Sheryl completely hung up. She was anxious to confront Melissa. She'd been out for just half a day, but Melissa already hurt Shirley. Who knew what she would do to the children in the future when both she and Charles were outside?
Thus, she had to give Melissa a lesson for what she did this time. She wouldn't let her get away with it so easily.
Anger steamed out of her system as she strode directly to Melissa's room. Her sullen face burned with fiery anger, and the way she walked made her look like a furious Nemesis.
Soon enough, she reached Melissa's door. She reached out and pounded on the wood with all her might, the door trembling with a loud thud.
Melissa was startled, then she realized that it might be Sheryl or Charles who was there for Shirley. Despite her unwillingness, she stood up and opened the door—only to be greeted by an angry Sheryl in front of her.
Although Sheryl had always been kind and gentle, that wasn't the case at that moment. Melissa couldn't help but feel a little intimidated since she was indeed guilty.
"Mom, why did you beat Shirley today? You also know what a sweet and lovely girl she is. How could you abuse her like that? Do you really treat her as your own grandchild?" Sheryl hissed.
Sheryl's direct and intense questioning almost made her fail to restrain herself as she accused Melissa of her disgusting conduct.
On the other hand, Melissa felt utterly frightened by Sheryl's fierce attitude. Her sharp glare was so piercing that Melissa couldn't help but look away. She quickly whipped her head to the side and thought about how to react. She was Sheryl's mother-in-law, an elder. How dared Sheryl yell at her like that?
In addition, she was Shirley's grandmother. Why couldn't she discipline her? Sheryl was making a mountain out of a molehill!
When Melissa thought about it, she regained her composure. "I don't treat her as my own grandchild? Nonsense! I did that for her own good. She was being naughty, so I taught her to behave herself. Did you think I hit her for no reason?" Melissa said nonchalantly.
Melissa held her head high arrogantly as she spoke, and stared back at Sheryl as if her reason was good enough.
However, Sheryl was even more enraged at Melissa's behavior. Not only did she fail to confess her faults, she also defended herself with lame excuses and put the blame on Shirley instead.
Melissa's shamelessness almost rendered Sheryl speechless, which only angered her more to the point of wanting to burn Melissa down.
A cold snort passed from Sheryl's lips, and her eyes sharply locked with Melissa's own.
"Really? How was Shirley being naughty? What did she do?" Sheryl asked.
Now Sheryl's question put Melissa's nerves on edge. She opened her mouth but couldn't produce a coherent sentence, because she knew that Shirley didn't do anything wrong at all.
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