Chapter64 His poor pride would not allow him to apologize

Arabella paused, she put down the cutlery in her hand and slowly raised her head, a sneer appeared at the corner of her mouth, "Ezra, you brought your mistress back to our home, you killed my child, sent my father to prison and forced him to jump to his death. And now you've put my mother under house arrest, how do you expect me to treat you? Or rather, what do you think I should do to you?"

Arabella's voice became shaky as she asked word for word about those crimes Ezra had committed against her.

"Wasn't your father the one who killed my parents in the first place? You should be thankful that I just sent him to jail instead of just sending an assassin to kill him, or rather, you should be thankful that I didn't let the assassin kill your whole family!"

"You......" Arabella stood up at once and stared angrily at Ezra, wanting to plunge the fork in her hand right into his neck.

"Arabella......" Ezra stood up, walked over to Arabella, took