My Secret Billionaire Husband-Chapter 1929 - 1923: I Don’t Think She’s a Good Thing!

Her eyes showed confusion for a moment, but she quickly regained her composure.

She scowled and retorted unhappily, "Why are you behaving like this? Are you interrogating your sick mother? You knew I am unwell and you didn’t even say a single comforting word when we met. Instead, you showed concern for a woman who has no connection to you!"

"So you’re responsible for this, aren’t you?" Frank Parker clenched his fists, suppressing the anger in his eyes. "All you need to do is to tell me, was it you who orchestrated all this? Did you order Christian to sneak into Joanna Lawrence’s room?"

"Did you want Christian to ruin her life?"

"Mom, what on earth did she do wrong to deserve such treatment from you?"

"Do you know how much damage she could have suffered if Christian had succeeded that night? You are a woman too, how could you do something so malicious?"

Lady Parker was taken aback by his outburst.

"Why did you do this? Why?" Frank accused her fiercely.

Lady Parker had never been screamed at by her son.

Not even once.

Even though Frank had a quick temper, he would always keep it in check in front of her.

He respected her very much as a mother.

Lady Parker was startled by his rage, and it took her quite some time to recover from the shock.

Her continued silence only served to fuel Frank’s anger even more.

"Tell me, why did you do this? How has Joanna Lawrence upset you?"

Lady Parker stared blankly for a moment, her pale face lifting to look at the unfamiliar rage in the eyes of her son.

Her eyes suddenly welled up with tears. Blinking, the tears started falling.

"Frank, you...you’re yelling at me. Are you blaming me?" Lady Parker was both hurt, and angry, her tears falling on her cheeks relentlessly.

Seeing her cry, Frank’s expression didn’t change. He asked somberly, "I just want to know, why did you do this?"

"Why?" Repeatedly questioned by him, and seeing his cold demeanor, Lady Parker was both angry and hurt. The rage within her burst out. "Frank Parker, I am your mother. Is this how you speak to me? Everything I have done is for your own good, yet this is how you repay me?"

"At first, I doubted whether those rumors were true. But now, seeing that you’re defending a woman so fervently against your own mother, I believe those rumors must be more or less accurate!"

"Have you indeed fallen for that actress named Joanna Lawrence? Are you not aware that she is already married?"

"That type of woman, married yet causing my son trouble, I am convinced that she’s a despicable woman!"

Thinking of the predicament she was in, Lady Parker began to let her anger hold sway. "She is unable to be contented with what she has. Is she afraid that someone will ruin her reputation?"

"So it really was you who set this up?"

Just as Lady Parker finished speaking, a sharp, loud noise sounded.

Frank had kicked a vase off the nightstand to the floor. The porcelain vase shattered onto the floor with a crisp sound.

The remaining color on Lady Parker’s face drained away.

She looked up in shock and fright, only to be further terrified by the bulging veins on Frank’s forehead and his eyes turning red.

"Frank, what...what are you doing? Are you going to assault your own mother for that woman’s sake, resulting in a display of disobedience?"

Lady Parker knew about her son’s condition.

Even though years of treatment and medication had somewhat controlled it, the root cause was not completely cured.