Taking a deep breath, I yelled on the phone, "Your mother broke into our house, lying on our wedding bed in her pajamas, and she kept sniffing your bath towel! She also smashed our wedding photos, like an old pervert!"
People on both ends of the phone suddenly became quiet.
Matthew managed to shorten his business trip and explained to me, "Sherry, I had to go on a business trip for about a week, and I asked mom to take care of you. I only recorded her fingerprints for your sake."
Okay, it turned out to be my fault again.
"If you don't believe me, I'll delete her fingerprints right away," he said.
As he spoke, he opened the fingerprint lock management interface and clicked on the delete button of Margaret's fingerprints, but he glanced at my expression and hesitated to click.
I sat on the bed and sneered at him. "What, you won't even pretend to listen to me? It's too troublesome to delete the fingerprint and then input it again. It's more troublesome than fooling me, right?"
Perhaps my objection was too firm, he immediately deleted her fingerprints and confessed his loyalty to me. "That's impossible. I was just afraid that you would be sad, so I wanted to see you more and care about you."
I looked at his feet expressionlessly. He was stepping on our broken wedding picture, and the smile of us on it was more terrible than a crying face.
Meanwhile, Margaret was peeking in at the door, and I suddenly felt tedious arguing with him again and ended our conversation rashly.
She immediately pulled him to the living room and reprimanded him. "Matthew, how could you listen to whatever your wife says? Do I have to register when I enter the neighborhood and get her permission to enter your house?"
Matthew looked back at the bedroom and lowered his voice. "Mom, calm down. I'll put your fingerprint into the lock again. Remember to be careful next time and don't let Sherry find out."
Margaret was unhappy. "I'm so pathetic. Why do I still have to be under her control?"
"I can't help it. Her father stopped the meeting and told me to solve the problems at home before returning to the company. If she is still angry about it, I will lose my job!"
She complained, "Is there anyone who will deal with his abuse of power in the company?"
Matthew smiled bitterly, "He is the chairman. I still have to please Sherry first so that I can get promoted faster."