Meanwhile, in the living room.

When Alice came out, she saw Rosalie sitting on the couch. Although her head was lowered, she could still see her loneliness.

It was obvious that it was the type of loneliness that one would feel after being insulted into speechlessness by one's own husband and son, the people they loved.

She seemed to understand that even those Rosalie held dear didn't understand her and probably felt unsatisfied with her. She would naturally feel disappointed and uncomfortable. Alice walked over but didn't sit down. She saw that there was cold water on the coffee table, and there were neatly arranged cups too. She took one and poured a cup of cold water for Rosalie.

"Mom, drink some water." She took the glass and handed it to her.

Rosalie was stunned for a moment and raised her eyes to look at her. At that moment, there was a slight change in the emotions in her eyes, and she was very surprised.

Alice saw that her eyes were sparkling. She smiled and looked at her tenderly. With that smile, she gave her understanding and encouragement.

Something flashed across Rosalie's eyes. After a slight pause, she accepted the water. She did not speak, but her expression was full of indifference.

She lowered her head slightly and didn't make a sound. She took a sip of water and set the cup back down on the table.

Alice sat down next to her and said nothing. Perhaps silence was the best choice at this moment.

"Eat some fruits," Rosalie said. "They've been washed."

There was a plate of fruits on the coffee table. The fresh oranges had a captivating luster.

Alice reached out and took two of them. She gave one to Rosalie first and said, "Eat some too, Mom."

Rosalie was stunned again.

Throughout this lifetime, she had likely not been taken care of in such a caring manner often, with someone to serve her tea and water, and even offer her fruits.

She remained stiff for a long time. Looking at the orange in her hand that Alice had given her, she felt a little annoyed.

What was this?

This had not been her intention when she asked Alice to come and live here. She had wanted to torture her and make life difficult for her..

But now, this girl had almost made her fall into a trap.

Clenching the orange in her hand, she stood up quickly, turned around, and left.

"Mom?" Alice was stunned and completely unable to come back to her senses. She didn't know what had happened. Rosalie walked away although she was perfectly fine at the start.

The door slammed shut with a bang. Rosalie had already gone into the bedroom. The sound of the door slamming shut was deafening, causing Jensen and Nelson, who were in the kitchen, to jump in fright. Nelson looked up at Jensen and signaled for him to go out and have a look. He didn't know what had happened to Rosalie.

Jensen had no choice but to go. When he saw Alice sitting on the sofa in a daze, looking like she couldn't come back to her senses, he felt a twinge in his heart. He felt a little distressed for her, so he asked, "What's wrong, Alice?"

She immediately shook her head. "Oh, it's nothing."

It would be strange if that were the case!

Jensen immediately looked at the bedroom door and said, "Mom closed the door, right? She closed the door with a bang, and it was full of emotion!"

"No!" She immediately explained, saying, "I think there are some drafts in the house. The front and back doors and the windows are easily affected by drafts, so it's not a big deal if the doors slam shut. Look at the oranges your mother asked me to eat. We had a good chat. Don't worry."

"Hmph!" He snorted and said, "Don't defend my mother. I know of her bad temper."

Embarrassed, she immediately shook her head to stop him from continuing.

However, he still said, "I don't know what kind of cramp she has to make her close the door like that. The door is going to break sooner or later."

"Jensen!" Suddenly, the door of the bedroom was opened again, and Rosalie came out with a red face.

With crimson eyes, she stood at the door and looked at him with a vicious gaze. She said fiercely, "I do have a cramp, so what? I did slam the door on purpose, so what? If this door breaks, then so be it. It's none of your business."

"I'm warning you, I'm your mother. If you talk about your mother behind her back like this, what will your wife think? Do you even respect your mother? What kind of child are you?"

What she said had hit Jensen's sore spot.

He opened his mouth but could not think of what to say.

His mother had gotten better at arguing.

An argument with her now would not be so easy to emerge victorious from.

She looked at Jensen icily without saying anything, and with accusations in her eyes. "I really am a failure of a mother to have you treat me like this. Jensen, your wife has come to our house today, so I won't argue with you. If you continue to say things that you shouldn't behind my back, don't blame me for what I do."

After speaking, she returned to the bedroom and shut the door again with a bang. The only difference was that the noise this time was obviously much softer than before.

Jensen looked at the closed door in a daze, shrugged his shoulders, and looked at Alice again. There was a kind of confidence in his eyes that showed that everything was under control.

He had successfully transferred the heat that Rosalie had towards Alice onto himself. This had been such a difficult feat.

That was right, and he had done it on purpose.

That was because it was Alice's first time coming to this house. If Jensen had been very obedient, Rosalie would have the energy to deal with Alice. But if he himself was not obedient enough, she would be very angry and would not have the time to deal with Alice.

That was why he deliberately provoked his mother.

As a policeman, he had a deep understanding that the best defense was to initiate the offense.

That was why that day, he had said some things that crossed the line to go against Rosalie, and the result was pretty good.

Looking into his eyes, Alice suddenly realized something. She stood up and walked over to him. She lowered her voice and said, "Did you deliberately provoke Mom? Did you make her angry on purpose?" He smiled without saying anything. Suddenly, he hugged Alice and stole a kiss from her.

"Ouch!" She immediately reached out to push him.

He grabbed her hand and said in a low voice, "In terms of the current situation, I can subdue my mother very quickly. Now, I have confidence. She's all bark but no bite. It's not that bad."

She immediately agreed and nodded. "Yes, Mom is nice. It's you guys who have crossed the line.

You keep aggravating her. Without a job, she highly lacks self-confidence. You keep talking like this, and so does Dad. It's too much."

She had also realized that Rosalie was actually all bark but no bite.

She was probably weaker than anyone else. She was a woman who had never received any certainties in life. She had thorns all over her body, which deserved sympathy.

He smiled at her and said, "I'll go and help. You sit here. When she comes out later, you call for her and I'll aggravate her. If you're on her side, she won't be against you, only me."

"Jensen, don't be like this." She shook her head and said, "Honestly, Mom hasn't done anything that's crossed the line. It's been pretty good so far. Don't keep provoking her, and more importantly, don't provoke her on purpose because of me. I want to get her sincere affection through my own efforts."

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