She caressed Derek's face, and even though the swelling on his cheek had gone down, she still discovered the clue.

“What's wrong with your left cheek? Who hit you? It was Bertha who hit you, right?”

Derek held her hand. “No, it's Uncle Devon.”

“That old man dares to hit you? Once Tibble's family's difficulties pass, I will deal with him."

She was so angry that she was panting. She thought of Bertha who had never beaten her son. So Bertha still loves her son in her heart?

She ...