Naomi knew she didn’t have a leg to stand on, and she was well aware that Mrs. Wood despised her and her mother. The Wood family had a solid reputation, and crossing Mrs. Wood would only end badly for her, so she forced herself to swallow her anger.
Joseph, however, couldn’t bear to see Naomi suffer even the slightest injustice. His heart ached for her, and for her sake, he stood up to his own mother.
“Mom, this is too much. You always said children shouldn’t pay for their parents’ mistakes. Even if Naomi’s mother hurt Aunt Grace, the blame lies with Aunt Grace, not Naomi.”
Naomi’s lips curved in a grateful smile toward Joseph. She’d known she wouldn’t have to lash out or defend herself; Joseph would never let her be treated this way.
Sometimes, Joseph protected her even more fiercely than Lester did.
But his family simply didn’t measure up to the Quigley, and that was reason enough for her not to choose him.
Mrs. Wood’s face turned red with anger. She raised her hand and slapped Joseph hard across the face, then jabbed a finger at him, her voice quivering with rage. “How dare you! After all the love your aunt has given you since you were little, now you side against us? If she heard the way you’re talking, do you know how much it would break her heart?”
Her children arguing with her was nothing new now that they were grown, but she would never tolerate them defying her for the sake of an outsider. That was unforgivable.
Joseph pressed a hand to his reddened cheek and clenched his jaw, silent. But there was a cold, stormy look in his eyes.
“Please, I’m begging you—don’t hit Joseph again. I’ll leave right now.” Naomi had already been planning to go, and Mrs. Wood’s slap gave her the perfect excuse.
But Mrs. Wood was no fool. She saw right through Naomi’s intentions. Today was a rare opportunity, and she had no intention of letting her slip away so easily.


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