His perfectly good daughter-in-law had been driven away by that old hag and his own son. His grandson and granddaughter were gone too. The family was torn to shreds, and it was all that old hag's doing. Now they couldn't even fill their stomachs. If he died now, he wouldn't be able to rest in peace!
"Brian… COUGH COUGH…"
Mr. Chapman called out weakly. Brian Chapman leaned in, and Mr. Chapman whispered, "You… go… go get Phoebe and the children back. The… the family can't fall apart!"
"What's the point of getting her back? It's all her fault Brian lost his job," Mrs. Chapman said angrily.
"COUGH COUGH COUGH COUGH…"
Mr. Chapman coughed violently, finally managing to hack up the phlegm in his throat. He gasped for breath, wheezing. Usually a peacemaker, Mr. Chapman's face was now stern. He would no longer indulge Mrs. Chapman and snapped sharply:
