Is This Okay?

"I have nothing to talk to you." Isaac's tone was impatient. He pushed away Lucho and was about to go downstairs. "Don't you want to know what has happened to your mother?" Isaac suddenly stopped and looked at Lucho with his eyes narrowed, as if he wanted to figure out whether he was talking nonsense or not. Lucho raised his eyebrows and glanced at the tearoom next to him, "Come with me." Isaac followed him and closed the door after entering the room. Then he couldn't wait to ask, "What has happened to my mother?" This time, Lucho didn't ask Isaac to sit down like he did last time. Seeing that Isaac was so nervous, he sat down leisurely and looked very relaxed, "Why are you so worried? Anyway, she won't die." "Are you going to tell me or not?" "Why are you yelling at me? Since you're so capable, why didn't you roar at dad just now? What's the point of roaring at me?" Isaac's eyes were red. He wanted to rush forward, grab Lucho's collar and punch him severely. "Or..." Lucho looked at Is