He Abandoned My Mom, I Took Him and His Wicked Mom to Zero Again

The screen flashed Liam again and again. As soon as the call connected, his impatient questioning came flooding in. “Anne, where did you drive my car? We’re heading to the next scenic spot soon. Bring it back now!”

My voice stayed calm and composed when answering, “I didn’t drive it away. I sold it.”

There was silence on the other end of the line for a few seconds, followed by his furious roar, "Sold? What did you say? Say it again! You sold the car? Anne, are you crazy? Why did you sell my car?"

I sneered and spoke calmly, "Your car? Liam, after driving it for so long, you seem forget about something now. That car is registered in my name, black and white on paper."

There was a choke on the other end, clearly stuttering at the words. After a long pause, he finally spoke. "That… that doesn’t mean you can just sell it by yourself! Why didn’t you ask for my permission? How can you decide on your own?"

"That’s my own my property, why should I need your permission?"

Without waiting for his response, I continued, "Also, just to let you know, I've signed my mom up for a tour and we're on our way to the airport. About your next trip, you handle it yourself."

"Tour? Airport? You...you..."

He was completely stunned. When he came to his senses, he exploded with even louder shouting, "Anne! Get back here! Right now! Do you hear me? If you dare leaving me, you will..."

I didn’t give him another chance to speak. I cut the call off. My fingertip tapped the screen, turning off the phone decisively.

The taxi reached the airport quickly. After checking in, I took my mother’s arm and walked toward security.

"Anne, is it really okay for us to just leave like this? Liam...." My mom asked quietly and gripped her boarding pass.

"Mom, it's okay." I squeezed her hand, my voice firm, "From now on, we only need to think our own feelings."

As soon as I finished speaking, a familiar roar came behind us. "Anne! Stop right there!"

Turning around, I saw Liam and his mother. Their hair looked messy and panting.

He strode over to me. "Anne! How dare you selling the car and running away! I am still your husband, remember?"

“You've completely lost your mind, Anne!” His mom caught her breath. “Give us the money from selling the car! Come with us to buy it back! And cancel that tour package!”

“Give the money to you?”

I raised an eyebrow, then continued with calm but sarcastic tone, "For what? For you to show your devotion to your mom again? Or just curious where you will abandon my mom again? In some deserted place?"

"Cut the nonsense!" Liam waved his hand rudely, refusing to respond. "The car is family property. You just say sell it? How are we going to go back? Tell me!"

My lips curled slightly and I deliberately slowed my speech, repeating his words clearly, word for word, "Anyway, you can read the signs, right? Just follow the directions and take the bus back yourself."