
Mom's Sudden Stroke, Dad's Busy with His Mistress at Disneyland
Chapter 4
"Dad, did you see the message I sent you?" I asked calmly.
"Why is it you? Where's your mom?" My dad sounded confused.
"Answer my question," I said, already losing patience.
His tone turned annoyed. "I saw it. Tell your mom to stop acting—it's pointless."
"Hurry up and give me back access to the account. I've got urgent things to take care of!"
"I find it pointless too, and I'm not the account holder. If you want access, go ask my mom."
No wonder my mom had made canceling the credit card the first condition in her will.
For a moment, my dad was speechless, then he snapped back harshly. "You two are suffocating me."
That same phrase again.
He had often scolded my mom for not having her own life, always revolving around him.
"You're suffocating me!"
He had said that to my mom, his face full of disgust.
"Suffocating? If you're suffocating, go to the hospital for oxygen. What's my mom got to do with it? Is she oxygen?!"
Before he could respond, I hung up the phone and turned off my mom's phone.