Sarah hadn’t expected him to mention it and lifted her head quickly in defense. “Dad, no, that’s not true…”

Mr. Thomas raised his hand to stop her. “You’re a good girl. No need to explain yourself to me. I know it’s not easy to be between them, one is my wife, and the other is my son. How could I not know? I just want to persuade you.”

Sarah looked up at him, seemingly waiting for his advice.

Mr. Thomas put his hands on the table with fingers crossed, thinking for a while. “Rather than to persuade you, I am going to beg you. My wife has a bad temper,...