Huge Property Dispute with Biological Parents

I received 3,300,000 dollars in demolition compensation, but my mother blocked me on WhatsApp.

I was trapped at the train station by the blizzard and had to ask my father for help. However, he hung up the phone and asked me to reflect on myself and apologize.

I walked home in heavy snow and heard my younger brother throwing a tantrum. "My sister lost her job, and I won't help her pay the mortgage. You should write a will now and clarify this!"

My parents comforted him and said, "Don't worry, son. After your sister transfers the deed, we will cut off ties with her!"

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In fact, I wanted to surprise them.

My house was being requisitioned by the government. When I received compensation, I was at the train station.

So I joked with my mother, saying that I might have to go home and rely on them because I lost my job.

Her happy face instantly turned gloomy.

The last image in the video showed her fiercely pressing the hang-up button.

And my phone screen was frozen on the transfer interface.

The transfer amount was 1,600,000 dollars.

I just punched in the last digit of the password.

The pop-up window reminded me, "She is no longer my friend."

The thin soles of my shoes were soaked by the melted snow, and the bone-chilling cold rushed from my feet to my head.

My father's accusation echoed in my ears. "I heard you lost your job. Who will pay the mortgage this month? Sending you to college is a waste of money. If I had known, I would have married you off earlier, so I could recoup my investment sooner!"

His tone made me feel like I was a commodity bought and sold at will.

They gave birth to me only because I could support them and my younger brother. When I had no money left, they would discard me.

An unloved child was lowly. In the past, I would rather break my bones to make them laugh.

But this time, I didn't want to anxiously please them anymore.

I took out the key to open the door, and the lock made a mechanical and incompatible friction sound.

The door lock had been changed!

After hearing the movement, the three people in the room instantly fell silent.

My dad nervously shouted, "Who is it?"

My younger brother Reid Thomas deliberately shouted, "Could it be that my useless sister is home?"

The door was opened, and it was my mother, who looked embarrassed. She spoke with a hint of reproach, "Why are you suddenly home? You didn't even make a phone call in advance."

I showed her the transfer interface and said, "The company has transferred several thousand dollars to me this month. I wanted to transfer more money to you guys, but you blocked me. I called Dad, but he hung up on me. If you don't believe me, ask him."

I looked up at my dad, who hesitated and tried to explain.

My mom's eyes lit up when she heard that I wanted to transfer money to her.

She took the suitcase from my hand and dragged me into the house, muttering to herself.

"I am presbyopic and I accidentally unfriended you. It's snowing heavily outside. Are you freezing? Have a few bites of hot food, and after you finish eating, I'll ask your dad to run a hot bath for you."

I remained silent for a long time.

My parents were farmers and had never used their eyes much in their whole life.

This year I bought them reading glasses. The doctor said they had very good eyesight and could read small print in books even clearer than me.

Dad also smiled happily and said, "Hazel is so capable and will definitely make a lot of money. We've got an amazing future ahead of us!"

Mom put down her flatware, found several old mattresses from the wardrobe, and laid them on the floor in the living room.

She still had that look on her face and explained, "Hazel, you know that Reid is taking the SAT this year, so your dad and I have decided to turn your bedroom into his study. Tonight, you'll sleep on the floor for one night, and anyway, you will start working on Monday."

I looked around this two-story brightly lit house with stylish decorations.

If I remembered correctly, I had saved 33,000 dollars in my first year of work and used it all to build this new house.

In my second year of work, I took out a loan to buy a large flat in the city.

When Reid first came to my flat, his desire was undisguised in his eyes.

He was very straightforward and turned to ask our parents, "Hazel will get married sooner or later. Logically speaking, the house should be bought by her husband. Is it too much to ask that I'll keep this flat after getting married?"

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Mom and Dad nod in agreement.

"Hazel, eat less meat, otherwise you won't be able to find a husband. Unlike me, I need to eat more!"

My brother's words brought me back to reality.

He put all the meat in his bowl, leaving me with only a little soup.

I had been eating this kind of soup for eighteen years.

At that time, my parents said that my brother, being a boy, needed more nutrition than me.

I pushed aside the leftovers and smiled at the three of them. "Actually, I have been laid off, and several thousand dollars the company gave me is compensation. I can't afford the mortgage anymore. So, I need you to vacate the room and give me a new key."