'Your name?' Grace's whole body was thrown to the ground, and she felt a stab of pain on her injured knees.

However, she stared at him with her head held high and laughed, 'Carl, have you forgotten? I am your aunt now. If I have the name of my brother in law on my waist, wouldn't it be incest? So when I was in the mental hospital, I dug up the name bit by bit with cigarette butts. I dug it for several days before I dug it clean. The skin was rotten for several times, but I could no longer see it.'

She was laughing, even her eyes were...