Darling, when will that money be returned?

George rushed into the bathroom in an instant. I held Angel, who was crying with a wry mouth, and showed George the bruises on her leg. "Open your eyes wide and take a good look. Don't tell me you don't know! George, is she still a human being? You can lie yourself, but teaching a child to lie?" 

George looked at the bruises on Angel's leg and had a guilty expression on his face. He reached out to take Angel and said, "I did scold her. Don't be angry! I didn't let the child tell you because I was afraid you would be angry!" 

"Is this something I should be angry about? George, let me ask you, is she more important to you than your own daughter? How can you care so much about her? Is she closer to you than your own daughter? Is this something I haven't noticed? How did I do wrong to her, for her to treat a child like this? How could she lay a hand on her!" 

I yelled, at this moment, I really wanted to kill Fiona. She was going too far.