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Kate was curious as to why Joseph did not scold her for smashing his collectibles. Joseph heard footsteps and looked up to see who it was. When he saw Kate, he put the files down and smiled at her, "Anything you want to tell me?" "I want to go home!" She shouted like a child having a temper tantrum. Joseph was trying not to laugh at her, but she looked cute, "I still have another room with all of my favorite model cars. You can go on losing your temper and smashing them if you like?" Kate clenched her fists tightly and shouted crazily, "Do you think I am smashing them just because I am losing my temper? I want you to know how much I hate being here." Joseph's heart ached, and he suddenly felt very depressed. He realized that Kate hated him. He got up and asked calmly,