The old lady looked at the woman crying like raindrops on a pear blossom and slightly furrowed her brows, "What's going on? Crying like this."
Megan Lowe wiped her tears as she walked into the dining room, just about to speak when she saw Mason Bennett in front of the dining table. Her crying suddenly stopped. It wasn't even Friday; who would have thought Mason Bennett would be back.
"Mom, Jeremiah got beaten up. He's my only son. If something happens to him, I can't live either." Megan Lowe cried, nearly out of breath, looking as if she'd suffered the greatest injustice.
Bella Green hadn't expected that after hitting Jeremiah Bennett in the day, her mom would come here at night to complain?
She furrowed her brow and looked at Mason Bennett, wondering if she had caused trouble for him?
"What exactly happened? Speak clearly. Why on earth would someone beat him?" The old lady's face darkened, her voice low, revealing all the authority of the matriarch.
