Mira Reed was already holding back her anger, and this time she couldn't help but retort sharply, "I'm tired and want to sleep."
Easton Hernandez didn't expect Mira's attitude to be so bad, and he couldn't believe she went to bed and crawled under the covers.
When dealing with Bella Scott, he and Mira always had a tacit understanding. When had he ever seen her so impatient?
"Have you taken the wrong medicine?" Easton scolded her, "Your reaction just now was like a woman without etiquette. Don't you at least know basic manners?"
Mira's repressed anger rose to the surface as she coldly mocked, "It seems your taste isn't that great. Of all the women you could have married, you married one without manners?"
How well mannered could Easton be? He was lucky to be born into the Hernandez family, otherwise, he would have ended up a thug in any other average household.
"Mira Reed, you've grown bolder to dare talk back to me?" Easton couldn't believe it.
