After Winning Three Hundred Million

Listening to Hollie's unreasonable tantrum, I found her ridiculous.

After a while, Daisy came to me gloomily, saying, "Look at you. Coming back home once, you are making the whole house restless."

I smiled faintly saying, "Indeed, there are many nosy people in the house."

"You..."

Daisy was speechless. Then she said gloomily. "The house is so small. It's not convenient for so many people to be together. Why don't you stay in a hotel outside?"

I glanced at Daisy.

She had always favored her George since childhood, and she was even more so now.

I was furious, asking back, "Although this house is intended for George's wedding, I paid the down payment. The monthly installments are split between me and my dad."

"You promised that I would always have a room here, and you would pay back my money."

"And now?"

"I haven't gotten a penny of the money. You won't even give me a place to live, right?"

Hearing me speak like this, Daisy looked unhappy. She sternly rebuked, saying, "How dare you talk to me like that?"

I said without hesitation, "I'm speaking the truth!"

"You want to make me angry, don't you?" Daisy shouted at me, "You saw George get married before you. You're not happy, hoping that George will divorce sooner, right?"

Daisy was being unreasonable.

The reason why I hadn't gotten married in my thirties was not because I was introverted, and I wasn't in relationships. A few years ago, I was in a relationship. We were discussing getting married.

After I brought Maddox home, Daisy and George looked stern. They were very unhappy. They spoke rudely, not treating the girl nicely.

It wasn't until now that I finally got their motives.

Daisy was afraid that I would get married first and spend all my family's savings!

At that time, I handed over all my salary to her. Once I got married, I would not continue to hand over my salary. Then she wanted me to be single for the rest of my life and be her slave!

Thinking about these things, I felt uncomfortable.

As I was about to refute, Hollie's voice came from outside again. "You useless person. Your brother is in his thirties, and he is single. Now he is unemployed. He stays at home all day. What if he has ulterior motives towards me? Besides you, your parents, and me, this family can't have another man! Today, either he or I must leave this house!"

Soon, George ran up to me angrily.

"Oliver, you heard it too. You don't want me to get divorced less than a year after getting married, do you?"

"You... Show mercy on me. Please don't live in this house anymore."

"I beg you, Oliver!"

George was so useless.

I shook my head and said firmly, "This is my home!"

...

Seeing that I was unyielding, Daisy and George left gloomily.

After a while, Hollie's voice came from next door again. "See? This is your brother's true motive. He wishes for you to be divorced as soon as possible!"

George shouted, "Mom, this family can't have both me and him!"

I didn't bother with them as I went straight to the living room. I turned on the TV and turned the volume up to the maximum.

The reason why I hadn't left was not because I wanted to stay here rather than leave. Instead, it was because of my dad.

My dad was an honest person. After Daisy came, she controlled him. Especially after having George, his attitude towards me has changed greatly.

But no matter what, he was my dad.

He was the only person in this family that I cared about. If he made his position clear, I could leave this family and enjoy my life with him.

After about an hour, the door opened.

It was my dad who came back.

"Dad, you're back."

I immediately stood up.

"If I don't come back, you will probably destroy this family!"

I hadn't been home for a few months. When my dad saw me, he was not kind and gentle. Instead, he was angry and roaring, which disappointed me so much.

I took a deep breath. I still had fantasies. I calmly said, "Dad, what are you talking about? I haven't been home for three months. I came back for a visit. Are you saying that I will ruin this family?"

"Isn't it?"

My dad shouted at me, "Why are George and Hollie arguing Isn't it because of you?"

My dad's words made me unable to hold back my anger anymore. I said, "Dad, what are you talking about? I rarely come home. Who did I argue with? It was Hollie who was unreasonable and rude!"

My dad ignored my explanation and said, "Even if that's the case, as the eldest brother, can't you give in to them a little? Do you have to make this home restless and noisy!"

My dad's questioning chilled my heart.

I once heard someone say that stepmothers and stepfathers were alike.

At first, I didn't believe it. I always believed in family affection.

But now, I believed it.

My dad was no longer the same person as before. It was probably because of George that he was no longer the same as before!

Perhaps sensing my despair, my dad also felt that he had gone too far. He sighed and walked up to me, saying,” Son, you are my eldest son. You should be considerate of me. It's not easy for me to maintain this family."

"What do you mean by saying that I should be considerate to you just because I am your eldest son?"

I looked at him indifferently and asked, "Does that mean I, as the eldest son, am not raised by you? Should I endure the shame here? And your youngest son should be lazy and enjoy himself at home! What kind of bullshit logic is this!"

"You're out of line!"

My dad was angry. He slapped me in the face.

His slap made me desperate.

"I finally know that in this family, I am just a tool to be used. Once I lose my value, I am nothing."

"Without a loving father and mother, I am just a burden!"

"Even the father in front of me is someone else's father. He is no longer my father!"

Tears rolled down my cheek. I looked at my dad and said, "From childhood to adulthood, you have always favored George. My mom died early. I accepted it! But I didn't expect that I might be worth less than a dog in our family in your eyes!"

My cry scared my dad. He took a step back.

Daisy, Hollie, and others came out and stood with Dad, all looking at me indifferently as if I were an enemy.

I looked at the four of them and said, "Since you all despise me so much, let's cut off our relationship. From now on, we'll be strangers when we meet!"

I walked out of the house with my luggage.

From beginning to end, my father watched me silently without saying a word to stop me.

His silence indicated the end of our father-son relationship.