Emma Carter was clutching her bitten hand, her features scrunching in pain.
Hearing the commotion, she turned around and saw the "culprit" appear, fueling her anger even further.
Amelia Garcia strode quickly forward, but before she could reach her best friend and the children, she was met with the vicious look on her ex-mother-in-law's face.
She had anticipated this, so the moment Emma's hand raised, Amelia accurately intercepted it and pushed her away without politeness, "You try to take my son, and I don't hold you accountable, and now you want to hit me?"
The children were her untouchable sore spot.
If they hadn't provoked the children, she might have remembered the basic courtesy of "respecting one's elders" and maintained a polite facade.
But now that they were causing such a scene at her best friend's house, showing no semblance of elders' dignity, why should she bother being polite anymore?