Son-In-Law Madness

“What's wrong? It looks like you're trying to hit me! Come on, hit me! Do it! I'd like to find out what others will think about this. Not only did you hit a kid, but you're even hitting a woman now! What an impressive man you are!”

Shelba was born with a loud voice, and her speech soon attracted the attention of passersby. Those who had not seen what happened earlier thought that Shelba was the victim of the incident, so they began voicing their scathing remarks about Donald.

Jennifer said to Shelba, “Ma'am, your son genuinely nearly crashed into me with his bike. If it wasn't for my husband stopping him, I can't imagine what terrible things would have happened. I'm pregnant, and I'm about to become a mother too.”

“Ma'am, my as*!” Shelba snapped. “Look at you. Where's your belly? I can't believe you're saying that you're a pregnant woman. Even if you are, I'm sure your kid is going to be born a malnutrition baby! Why don't you just abort the baby instead of bringing it to this world to suffer?”

Donald had been able to tolerate what Shelba said earlier, but these words she had uttered to Jennifer were words he could not stand.

There was no way Donald was going to let anyone insult Jennifer or their baby.

How could Donald do nothing but watch as Shelba cursed at his unborn baby?

Taking a step forward, he lifted his hand and slapped Shelba.

The latter was dazed by the slap.

Staring at Donald in disbelief, she muttered, “How dare you hit me? Do you know who I am? I'm—”

Before she could finish her sentence, Donald slapped her again.

It was a slap so forceful that the world started spinning around Shelba.

“Forget it, Darling. It's nothing serious anyway,” Jennifer said.

However, Donald told Geraldine, “Take her to the car. Hannah's waiting in there. Go straight home once you're both inside. I'll be settling this myself.”

Worried that Donald would blow the matter out of proportion, Jennifer refused to leave.

However, Geraldine could tell that Donald was genuinely livid this time.

Hence, she quickly towed Jennifer away. At that, Shelba instinctively yelled, “Don't go! You're not allowed to leave!”

Smack!

After another slap, Donald looked at Shelba apathetically and said, “Don't worry. I won't be leaving until this matter is settled today. I'll continue this show until the very end.”

Shelba had never suffered such mistreatment in her whole life.

With tears in her eyes, she fished out her phone to make a call. Just then, her husband, Terrelle Fisher, who had gone to park his car, ran over.

“What's happened?”

Shelba slapped Terrelle and snarled, “Can't you tell that someone has hit me? Are you blind? Avenge me if you're a man! He hit your wife! He deserves to die!”