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Arthur was smashing some glasses in the corner of his room when Jill suddenly arrived with the same anger. Instead of sharing her anger, Jill was shocked to see Arthur's workspace filled with broken glasses and pitchers. "What the hell is going on, Arthur? Why did you destroy your room, huh?"

Arthur twisted his head, then glanced at Jill, who was already holding an equally large amount of anger. "Then how should I express my disappointment if not like this, Mrs Reynolds? Should I destroy your room? Is that what you want? Or should I destroy Gregory's room? Why do you have to question me about these things?"

Jill swallowed irritably. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes, trying not to be triggered by Arthur's shouting. "Can't you speak politely, huh?"

Arthur massaged his temples lightly. This time, his nape felt so stiff from being so angry. He approached Jill, who was still clenching her lips tightly. "How much more polite should I treat you, Mrs Reynolds? I've ans
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