Clarine Landon didn't dare to delve deeper into the matter and simply said that Finn Taylor had been fierce toward her.

However, Yvette Larson seemed not to have heard that. Her focus was on how her husband was back.

"He's back! That's great!"

She had fought with him for a long time before he had left. But after he left, Yvette Larson realized that she was feeling much lonelier.

She thought long and hard about how her husband had gone to La Feria Club. 'Did he really go there to do that? But if he's someone like that, why would he endure humiliation in the Larson family for three years? Besides, he had ample opportunity to do that with me if he really wanted to. Why did I have to doubt him? The matter with the Gold family is even easier to explain. I was blinded by my jealousy. It's obvious that Kimberly Gold likes Finn, but Finn only thinks of her as a friend.'

This short separation had cleared Yvette Larson's mind of many things. She had decided to forgive him.

Their relationship couldn't stand up to much more testing.

She packed up her things and prepared to head home.

Donovan Taylor walked out of the restaurant and headed for Pacific Heights. When he was halfway up the hill, several security officers lined up and bowed respectfully to him.

Donovan Taylor was taken aback. He had never expected Finn Taylor to be treated like this in San Francisco. 'Didn't the rumors say that he's just a useless matrilocal son-in-law? Why would a piece of trash be treated like this?'

When he arrived at Number One Pacific Heights, he was even more surprised. 'Why is it so luxurious? I had to live in hiding, and I couldn't even eat or sleep well. Why should that piece of trash be able to live in such a luxurious house, be treated so well, and even know such beautiful women? What right does he have?'

In an instant, Donovan Taylor exploded with jealousy. 'I'm going to ruin this all.'

He walked into Number One Pacific Heights and saw two old people sitting on the sofa. By their side, a young girl was cleaning up the place.

On the flight here, he had already seen the photos and knew that these three were Finn Taylor's father-in-law, mother-in-law, and the family's helper—Francis Larson, Linda James, and Diane Taylor.

"Oh, you know to come back. I thought you were dead." Because of Finn Taylor's departure and Diane Taylor's absence, Linda James had been forced to do the household chores for a couple of days. As such, she was full of resentment and lashed out at her son-in-law the moment she saw him.

"Shut up."

Yet, Linda James had never expected Finn Taylor to rebuke her like that.

Instantaneously, the air in the room froze. 'Finn Taylor has never dared to rebuke me, yet he has done so today. What is going on?'

"What did you say?" Linda James was still in disbelief and was about to reprimand him when Donovan Taylor strolled up.

Slap!

A thunderous sound echoed in the room.

Three pairs of eyes were glued to Donovan Taylor.

The atmosphere was stiff.

'What's going on? Finn Taylor hit someone—Linda James! But he's acting like nothing has happened.'

Donovan Taylor lay on the sofa, turning to Francis Larson. "Get me a glass of water."

Francis Larson was a coward, but he never backed down when others bullied his wife. "Finn Taylor, have you gone mad?"

Slap!

Yet another thunderous sound reverberated as the former's hand landed on Francis Larson's face.

Now, there was only fear in the air.

Francis Larson, Linda James, and Diane Taylor looked at him in terror.

"Didn't you hear me? Get me a glass of water. I don't want to repeat myself again."

Diane Taylor rushed to the kitchen to get a glass of water.

Clank!

Donovan Taylor smashed the glass onto the ground, and the shards scattered all over the ground. "Are you stupid? Did I tell you to get me water? I told him to get me a glass of water. I don't want to repeat myself a third time."

By this point in time, they were all terrified.

Francis Larson was so fearful that he quickly poured a glass of water and respectfully placed it before Donovan Taylor.

However, the latter didn't reach out for it. He simply said, "It's too cold."

Francis Larson was a little annoyed, but thinking about the two slaps earlier, he changed it for a glass of hot water.

Still, Donovan Taylor refused to drink it. "It's too hot."

Francis Larson got another glass of warm water. Nonetheless, Donovan Taylor refused to drink it.

He pointed at it and said, "I'm not thirsty. I just want to tell you that I'll have the final say in this house from now on. I don't want to hear any complaints once I've made my decision."

Donovan Taylor's words stunned everyone. They were all confused as to why Finn Taylor seemed like a different person after returning from Chicago.

Just as Diane Taylor finished picking up all the broken shards of glass, Yvette Larson returned.

Seeing a palm imprint on her parents' faces, she chuckled and asked, "Did you two get into a fight?"

They pointed at Donovan Taylor simultaneously. "He was the one who hit us."

Yvette Larson rolled her eyes in disbelief. 'If Finn Taylor dares to hit them, pigs will be able to fly.'

Yet, Donovan Taylor admitted to it. "That's right; I was the one who slapped them. They refused to listen to me, so they deserved it. Also, I want you to remember that I'm the head of the house. If you don't listen to me in the future, I'll hit you too."

Yvette Larson had returned home with her heart full of love toward her husband, yet she had been greeted with this. She suddenly remembered her best friend telling her that Finn Taylor had returned as a different person. 'What's going on?'

"Finn Taylor, what do you mean by that?"

"Nothing much. I just don't want to be a useless matrilocal son-in-law anymore. I want everyone to know that I'm a man who can lead this family."

The moment Donovan Taylor set his eyes on Yvette Larson, his heart had leaped with joy. He couldn't wait to spend the night and sleep with the latter.

"Diane Taylor, clean up the room. I want to take a rest."

Diane Taylor glanced at Yvette Larson.

Finn Taylor had two rooms in this house. One was the room upstairs that he shared with his wife, and the other was the guest room downstairs.

She didn't know which one Finn Taylor was talking about, but Yvette Larson pointed at the one downstairs. Thus, Diane Taylor headed to clean that room up.

Yvette Larson had already decided to accept her husband, but this was no longer the same man she knew.

Yvette Larson was disheartened. 'There is no way I'm going to let him into my room.'

As Donovan Taylor walked into the room, he was confused. 'What's going on? Why does this family sleep on the ground floor instead of the rooms upstairs?'