I couldn’t help but laugh and looked up at Yumi. “How long have you two known each other?”
“About two months?” Yumi answered casually.
My expression grew even darker.
If we weren’t together all the time, I wouldn’t have believed that this puny guy could speak Calvessanese so well in less than two months.
“During these two months, you didn’t immediately answer my video calls at night because you were busy teaching him Calvessanesse in bed, right?”
Yumi denied it vigorously.
Ryan, however, smugly raised his left hand, chin up in a provocative gesture. “In just eight hours it’ll be the 100-day anniversary since your sister and I met! I know you Calvessian men are macho and possessive, but that’s no reason to hit your own sister! I’m calling the police!”
Sister?
I froze in place.
Yumi, guilty and avoiding my gaze, pulled me aside to explain. “Yale, Ryan misunderstood. I told him you’re my brother. Give me some time to sort this out…”
I glanced at Ryan, who had already called the police and I didn’t think he would give Yumi any time or opportunity to handle things.
I pushed Yumi aside and rushed over, snatching Ryan’s phone and smashing it on the ground.
As I raised my hand again, Yumi anticipated my move and grabbed my wrist tightly, not letting me strike.
“Yale! I told you I’d give you an explanation!” she said. Then she turned to Ryan and gently coaxed him in French. “Darling, go home and wait for me. I’ll buy you the latest model of iPhone as soon as I finish dealing with this phone.”
But Ryan wouldn't listen.
He raised his hand and slapped me twice, then — out of habit — spoke to Yumi in French, “Darling, how dare he hit you—it’s outrageous! Let alone smashing my phone! Since he doesn't like me as a brother-in-law, I’ll return the favor the way you Calvessian do and teach him a proper lesson! I absolutely won't allow anyone to ruin the birthday party I carefully prepared for you! Besides, tonight I'm planning to wear a butler outfit to celebrate our 100 days together…”
Yumi glanced at me, her brows and eyes soft with warmth and replied in French, “Be good. He came all this way to see me; it's not appropriate to send him in — wait until I send him back to his country, then I’ll tear off the butler outfit for you later, okay?”