"What do you mean by this?" Rosalie raised an eyebrow; her eyes were filled with disdain. "Are you mocking me? Why would becoming my daughter-in-law make her lose her life? I really dislike your words."
Jovane paused and then burst into laughter. "Rosalie, don't feel wronged. To get along with you, one must have courage."
"What's wrong with me?" Rosalie felt even more uncomfortable. "How did I end up making others lose their lives?"
"Rosalie." Jovane looked at her. "Don't you think that you'll make others lose their lives?"
She asked, allowing Rosalie to think of the answer for herself.
Jovane didn't seem to be afraid of anything. On the contrary, she remained calm when she looked at Rosalie who was so angry.
Rosalie's brow creased. "Of course I won't kill others. Why is it so hard to get along with me? Don't you get along well with me?"