Kate advised crossly, "We are not in a relationship! Watch your behavior!"
Seeing her in fear, Joseph started laughing, "Am I some kind of hooligan in your eyes?"
"Of course," She glared at him, "You are even eviler than a hooligan!"
Joseph thought that her anger was cute, "Thank you for the compliment. I like it!"
Kate rolled her eyes and looked away.
Joseph said gently, "Your legs are injured. Please, just lie down and rest. If you are bored, you can watch TV or listen to music…"
"Joseph Smith, are you deaf or senseless? I want to go home to my own home!" Kate yelled.
"You can do anything you like, except go home!" Joseph's words crushed Kate's hope.
Kate clenched her teeth in hatred, "You bastard!"
She continued to curse at him, but Joseph ignored her and turned on slow, soothing music. Kate sat on the bed, feeling discouraged. After a few minutes of crying and mumbling to herself, Kate remembered what Joseph had told her, "You can do anything you like, except go home…"
Kate immediately thought of Joseph's collectibles. After all, he said she could do whatever she wanted, she thought. Kate limped toward the room where Joseph kept his cherished items; the door was unlocked.
"I guess he doesn't need to be on alert since I moved out," Kate swore. She recalled that when she moved in, Joseph had a list of rules that included not touching his stuff. Anything associated with him, she was banned from ever touching, and if Kate did, she would suffer the consequences. However, they were no longer married, and she was not afraid; she pushed her conscience aside and threw one of his favorite model cars on the floor.
Amy was sneaking around to find out what was happening with Joseph and Kate when she heard the loud smash. She ran toward the noise and was shocked to see Kate stomping on Joseph's car.
"What are you doing?" Amy screamed and pointed at the broken pieces on the floor, "You… do you know that Lord Joseph cherishes these, most of them were bought overseas. There was a limited number of kits, and they can't be replaced. You have created a huge mess!" Amy was angry but also a little happy. She assumed that Joseph would lose his temper on Kate and punish her. She quickly ran through the hallway, calling to Joseph, and at the door, she pointed, "Lady Kate… Lady Kate…"
Seeing Amy so anxious, Joseph thought Kate tried to escape; he asked, "What is wrong with her?"
"She…She smashed your model cars on purpose. I could not stop her," Amy hoped that Joseph would jump up and kick Kate out of the house. However, he got up and just looked out the window.
"As long as it makes her happy," Joseph replied and sat back down. He prayed that Kate would be happier once she vented her anger.
"You…Collecting the model cars in your hobby, but Lady Kate is destroying them. You cannot replace them."
"Yes, they are important to me, but when comparing them to Kate, they aren't worth nearly as much."
Amy was startled when she clued into what Joseph was saying; he loved Kate, and nothing was more important than her.
"Did you clean her room?" Joseph asked.
Amy snapped back to reality and replied in a hurry, "I am going to do it now!"
As she was about to leave, Amy turned back to nervously ask, "Lord Joseph, which room do you want to be made up for Lady Kate?"
"The master bedroom," he said with a smile.
"The master bedroom? You…You made up with her?"
"Do as I order! Don't ask questions!" Joseph was disgusted with her intruding in his personal life.
Amy sensed his annoyance and nodded, "Understood, Lord Joseph. I will never ask what I don't need to know."
Jealousy filled Amy as she walked out of Joseph's study. She could not understand why he suddenly loved Kate.
Kate was waiting for Joseph with his broken collectibles at her feet. She assumed that he would punish her after Amy told him, but only Amy appeared.
"Where is your Lord Joseph?" Kate snarled.
Amy looked at her coldly and asked her in a low voice, "Kate, what the hell do you want to do?"
"Is it of your business? Or do you want to be the one to punish me?"
"Listen, don't think that you can do whatever you want. Lord Joseph is polite to you because he feels guilty for your miscarriage, not because he loves you!"
Amy chuckled.
"Did Joseph tell you that? If not, then don't try to fool me. Your precious Lord Joseph begged me to come here. If I tell him that someone is telling me what to do…"
Amy's expression changed suddenly.
Kate continued to warn her, "Don't think that everyone is a fool. We all know what you have done. If you don't change your behavior, you will need to pay for your actions."
Amy trembled with fear, but her eyes were full of anger. She apologized, "Lady Kate, I…I am just upset about the model cars. I didn't mean to take my frustration out on you. Please, don't be angry with me."
Kate had seen Amy's deceitfulness many times; she was not going to fall for it. She walked out of the room and when directly to Joseph's study.