Irish was jealous when she read this message. Rosy's face gradually appeared in front of her eyes, and Irish could even imagine her sweet voice when she talked to Joseph. Perhaps Rosy would walk arm in arm with Joseph and call him in a sweet voice with a soft smile.
Irish felt disgusted since she even never acted so imitated with her husband.
Thinking of this, Irish felt her stomach was churning, and she decided not to eat the breakfast since she was afraid that she would vomit.
Joseph had almost finished drying his hair. He kept observing his wife's mood swing during the process. He was confused when he noticed Irish furrowed her eyebrows and gnashed her teeth.
"What's wrong with you? You don't look well," asked Joseph.
Irish looked up and glared at him without saying anything.
Joseph was startled when he saw the burning anger in his eyes. "Who sent me the message?" Joseph asked.
He was clear that Irish must get mad at it.
