“Mommy, what is this man doing here in my room?” Charles's voice was full of irritation when he mentioned Marcus. He glared at him when Marcus laughed at him.
“Charles, is that how I taught you? Why are you treating your uncle Marcus in that way?” I didn't stop myself from nagging at him. Charles's eyes widened in disbelief and confusion. He shook his hand while he was clenching his hand.
“Mommy, did you love this ugly man? My father was much more delicate than him.” Marcus' face turned into ours when Charles insulted him. My face reddened in anger.
“Charles, I couldn't believe you talked to a man that way!” I yelled, which made Charles cry silently. Harold sighed before he moved closer to Charles and carried him.
Charles's eyes reddened when his tears slowly came out in his eyes. He a
