Setting the basin aside, Estelle cast a disgusted glance at the damp and messy bed. She then calmly sat on the chair at the foot of the bed, folding her arms as she directed her gaze towards Gretchen.

“Mom! Dad! Help!” Gretchen suddenly shouted.

“Shut up!” Estelle said with a frown, feeling irritable, “You are so noisy.”

She pointed to a basin full of steaming water and said with a smile, “If you shout again, the hot water in this basin will also be poured into your body.”

Hearing this, Gretchen was both frightened and angry. “You used the kitchen of our house?”

“What do you mean by ‘your house’?...