Startled, Maggie quickly changed her expression, rising to her feet with a beaming smile to comfort him. âOh dear, Wilfrid, donât take it to heart. Your father and I were just casually chatting, venting a bit.
We didnât mean anything by it. It was just idle family chatter, thatâs all.â
âNo other meaning? Mom, Dad, I heard everything you just said from outside. Is it right for you to insult my sister like that? What has she done wrong to deserve such harsh words from you?â said Wilfrid.
Upon hearing his son speak in such a manner, Nigel immediately became displeased. He put on a stern face and reprimanded him unhappily. âDo you talk to your parents like this? You dare to question whether weâre making sense, but are you making any sense yourself? Weâve raised you to adulthood.
Is this how youâre supposed to speak to your parents?â
Wilfrid realized his tone was a bit too harsh. He cleared his throat and walked over with a gloomy expression.
He placed the thermos he was holding at the head of Nigelâs bed, but he still didnât plan on letting the matter drop just like that.
He took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down, and began to reason with them, word by word.
âDad, Mom, Iâve said it many times. Please donât go looking for Sis, and donât contact her anymore. Her life now has nothing to do with us. We shouldnât cause her any trouble. Canât we just live our own lives peacefully?â
Nigel glared with wide eyes, casting an impatient glance at his son. âWhat do you mean itâs none of our business? If we hadnât adopted her in the first place, would she be living such a good life now or have the fate to enjoy such blessings? She has what she has today because of us! She should be thanking us! If anything, we should be considered the benefactors in her life!â
Maggie also joined him. âExactly, your father is right. She was so destitute at that time, unloved by her father and mother, abandoned by her entire family. She had nowhere to run, no place to go, and no food to eat. If it wasnât for our help, providing her with food and a place to stay, would she be where she is today?â
âWilfrid, have you forgotten how hard it was for our family back then? Yet, I still chose to keep her. They say adoptive parents are even more selfless, but I donât see her showing me any respect or filial piety.
This ungrateful wretch, she really has no conscience!â
Wilfrid felt that his parents were completely unreasonable. âDad, Mom, can we talk this out logically?
Have you ever considered how you treated Sis in the past? Why should she be grateful to you?â Itâs already good enough that she doesnât resent you two!
âWhat do you mean by that? Did we do something wrong? We took her in and raised her for so many years. Isnât that good enough? What a joke! Weâve done our part for her. Not to be harsh, Wilfrid, but whose child are you? Why are you always siding with outsiders?â questioned Maggie.
âExactly. Wilfrid, we are your family, your biological parents. She is nothing more than a mongrel that we took home. Any talk of her being a relative is nonsense. Thereâs no blood relation at all. Donât be confused and side with outsiders!â spat Nigel.
Wilfrid scowled, using their own words to refute them. âIf sheâs neither relatives nor family, then why are you seeking money from her? Itâs clear that she has no connection whatsoever to us.â
Fri, Boldly, Maggie huffed. âWhy shouldnât we? Weâve taken care of her. Thatâs the biggest favor weâve done! Even though sheâs not our real kin, she should repay us. She ate our food and lived under our roof, all of which we paid for. Money doesnât drop from the sky, you know. So, she owes us and should give us the money we spent on her!â
âExactly. Iâm sick, and weâre not asking for money for no reason. I am her adoptive father. Shouldnât she be responsible for my medical expenses? Iâm already being nice to her by not asking her to come back and take care of me! Sheâs rich right now, so my medical expenses are peanuts to her Whatâs so wrong about asking her for money?â said Nigel.
Wilfridâs temples throbbed. A fire ignited in his chest, growing more and more intense, making him feel uncomfortable all over.
He couldnât comprehend why his parents were so greedy. He truly didnât understand. âIs there no end to this? After Sis went abroad, she has been sending money home. The amount she has given is more than enough. Why are you still asking her for more? You treated her so poorly in the past, yet she has been nothing but kind and generous. What more do you want from her? Back then, when she returned to our home pregnant, did any of you lend her a hand? No, you didnât! Not only did you drive her out of the house, but you also mocked her, cursed her, and even cursed the child in her womb, all because the Garcia family expelled her, and she no longer had any value to exploit! Dad, Mom, the heavens are watching over us. They see everything you two do. Arenât you afraid of divine retribution for your actions?â
When Wilfrid finished speaking, Nigel couldnât help himself. The latter sat up abruptly from the bed, causing the bed frame to creak loudly.
His expression was one of anger, glaring at his own son as if to condemn the latterâs reluctance to stand up for himself. âThe more you talk, the more outrageous you become. It seems your mother and I have truly spoiled you to the point of no return; you have no sense of propriety at all! Youâre already eighteen, and yet you canât grasp the simplest things! What do you mean by divine retribution? Are you saying we deserve that when weâre merely reclaiming what belongs to us? Itâs not just the medical expenses and hospitalization costs. Our living expenses, including your future college tuition and job hunting, all require her to foot the bill! Moreover, she should help you find the best job. With her power and influence, finding a good job shouldnât be a problem, right? I refuse to believe she canât handle such a simple task! Itâs not like weâre deliberately making things difficult for her!â
Wilfridâs gaze suddenly became incredibly desolate. He felt that it was utterly impossible to reason with his parents.
After taking a deep breath, his tone steadied, his expression turning indifferent. âMom, Dad, Iâm saying this for the last time. I donât need my sisterâs money, nor do I need her to find me a job. I can manage on my own. Whether itâs going to college or working, I can handle it all by myself. I can even support you with the money I earn. You donât need to ask anyone for money, so please stop bothering Sis.
Consider this a plea from me, okay?â
âAre you seriously saying you can take care of us and can handle all that?â Nigel suddenly sneered.
âCan you cover my current medical and inpatient fee? Are you able to afford it?â
Wilfrid calmly said, âIâve asked the doctor. You have acute gastroenteritis. Itâs not a big issue. After an IV drip, you can leave. Thereâs absolutely no need for hospitalization.â
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