After Ingrid yelled at Mitchell, her face was red and distorted with anger.

Unrepressed hatred was spewing out of her eyes.

The grudges that she kept hidden accumulated and gushed out at this moment.

Mitchell heard this and was slightly startled.

However, he soon looked at her with pity and helplessness.

Mitchell looked disappointed and could not help but say, “Ms. Ferguson, you hate Mr. Ferguson so much and brood about these things for so long. Why didn’t you think about how you would be a