She listened to Eva's shrill voice, arguing with Bryan about what pulled Hailee back to the present. The two continued to quarrel, which gave her a headache, and her ears were buzzing from Eva endlessly shrieking at Bryan.
"So this is the reason! That's why you are like a puppet, like a dog! You are ready to be a slave and even to marry her! It was because of her money! Am I right, Bryan!?"
"Enough, Eva! Stop making up more stories! I'm so fed up with everything that comes from your filthy mouth!" Bryan shouted back.
Hailee sighs. She can't stand to continue listening to the argument all afternoon. She reached her temple, kneaded both sides and growled in a low voice. Vince noticed her action.
"Are you okay, Wifey?" He asked, leaning over to touch her left cheek. He could see that Hailee looked paler and seemed uncomfortable.
"I'm not feeling well, hubby," she told Vince. He squatted in front of her to check her temperature.
