As he arrived at Morton Villa, he got out of his car and headed towards the living room.
He slowed his pace as he was approaching.
Inside, the Morton family's patriarch, William Morton, who was also Hans' father, sat there imposingly.
To his right was his wife, Katy. On his left seated Simon and Helen.
Hans scanned the room but didn't see the person he was looking for.
William sternly called out, "Hans, come here!"
Coming closer, Hans noticed a horsehide whip beside his father.
It was a traditional punishment in their family, one Hans had seen but never felt.
"What's the reason for this?" Hans inquired.
William stayed silent while Simon could no longer contain his frustration.
"Hans, you've been too reckless," Simon scolded. "It's well-known you care for Renee, but there was no n
