Oliver Ford was stunned by Bella Scott's slap.
Even though, as the eldest, he received the least motherly love, Bella Scott had never once laid hands on him.
He knew their mother was gentle and considerate.
She was just too busy, having to divide her attention among his siblings, that's why she didn't have time for him.
Therefore, from an early age, he told himself.
He was the big brother; he was the oldest son; he had to take responsibility for the family.
But now, Oliver Ford deeply regretted all his past choices at this moment.
Turns out, bearing everything silently without saying a word led to this untrusted and misunderstood situation today.
Well, no wonder people say, the squeaky wheel gets the grease.
Oliver Ford smiled coldly, showing a mockery smile.
Even if this smile tugged at the wound on his left cheek, he still looked at the woman in front of him with disdain.
Bella Scott, she was his mother.