"Mom, you've just gotten a bit better, you can't get angry..."
"Did you hear how they bullied my granddaughter-in-law just now? Huh? How did they kill my poor great-grandchild? When people are bullying us right to our face, how can I not be angry?" Madam Moreland pushed Emily Yorke's support aside, walked over to the tea table, picked up several boxes of tonics, and furiously threw them out the door, also very rudely pushing Old Madame Sheldon and Victoria Sheldon out.
"From now on—" Madam Moreland, pointing at Old Madame Sheldon's nose, exploded with fury, "Our Moreland family and your Sheldon family will be irreconcilable enemies, never to have anything to do with each other again!"
Bang—!
The door to the sickroom was slammed shut.
Such a commotion was made that people from other rooms peered out to watch.
Even though this was the VIP ward, and those who stayed here were either rich or noble, no matter the class, watching the excitement was in their nature.