Sprained Ankle

“Ouch, Ouch, damn you,” the old woman immediately removed her legs from the bowl as soon as she put it and she kicked Izabelle away from her that she fall backward. A loud noise reverberated in the room and Izabelle’s groan followed.

“You evil girl. Do you plan to burn my legs? I said it that you are going to kill me. Didn't I said so? You plan to kill me evil girl.”

“Mother, calm down,” Mrs Wilson rushed to her mother in law’s side and patted her legs for her before turning to Izabelle.

“Didnt you add cold water to it? You plan on burning my mother in law’s legs?”

Mr Wilson. Who has been calm since he entered into the room stood up from the couch and walked to where his mother was.

“Mother maybe she did not know the temperature was too hot. Calm down.”

“Shouldnt you been asking your mother if she's fine instead of supporting the girl. She clearly wanted to burn my legs,” the woman glared at Izabelle. “If you were sent by my enemies or my son’s enemies to kill me please tell them th