I shook my head again.
"I have no money, where can I get 880,000 dowry for you?"
"John, do you also think that I used that money to support my parents?"
My husband avoided my sight out of guilt and discussed with his son,
"Kevin, how about we wait a little longer for marriage?"
The son looked incredulous.
"Dad, what do you mean? I promised Sophia's parents that I would solve the Dowry issue within three days."
"You've been patient for decades, can't you just stand up for once?"
"Okay, since you can't bear to do it, I'll do it myself!"
I thought he was just speaking in anger, but I didn't expect that the next day I would receive a call from Dr. Evans.
"Ms. Jiang, it's bad. Your son is causing a scene at Willow Creek Rehabilitation Center and is forcing us to refund your mother's fees!"
I rushed over and saw my son with a few hooligans, going crazy.
"This is all my dad's money, why can't I get it back?"
"It's a lousy Willow Creek Rehabilitation Center, so expensive, they must be charging exorbitant fees, believe me or not, I will expose you?"
The caregivers at Willow Creek Rehabilitation Center were all relatively young girls who had never seen such a scene before, so they had no choice but to block the door of the room to prevent them from entering.
I asked the dean to check out the spending records so that my son could see clearly that I was not the one who paid for it.
But he didn't believe it at all and insisted that I forged it.
In desperation, I had to call my husband over.
"Look at what your son has done! He doesn't know how the three million dollars in the card disappeared, but you don't know?"
"Either you explain this matter clearly in front of everyone today, or we get divorced!"
My husband hesitated to speak, but finally spoke hesitantly.
"Son, just do it for your dad's sake and stop making trouble, okay?"
"You can always earn more money if you lose it. There's no need to make the whole family unhappy over such a small matter..."
My son was so angry.
"Dad, what are you afraid of?"
"A woman like my mother won't be wanted by anyone even if she's divorced. Don't worry, I'll always stand by you!"
Seeing that my face was becoming increasingly gloomy, my husband had no choice but to forcibly push him out of Willow Creek Rehabilitation Center.
I was exhausted and apologized to the dean repeatedly.
But unexpectedly, that evening, my son burst into tears, exaggerated the story, and posted it online.
According to his accusation, I not only squandered all of my husband's savings, but also gave all of the 3 million bonus to my parents' home, resulting in my son not even being able to afford Dowry for his engagement.
As soon as the post was published, netizens went wild.
"Isn't this old woman stupid? She's so old, but she's still so ungrateful. I really need to learn something new!"
"That's right, if I were her husband, I would divorce her and kick her out of the house!"
"Her son is so pitiful. He has such bad luck to have such a mother!"
Then, my phone was flooded with calls from parents of students in the calligraphy training class.
"You can't judge a book by its cover. With your character, are you qualified to be a teacher? Bah, return your money now!"
"Otherwise I will report you to the Education Bureau and tear your face off!"
I clenched my fists, remained silent for a moment, and uttered a word.
"good!"
Originally, I planned to take a good rest after retirement.
I started a calligraphy class to teach students, just to supplement the family income.
Now it seems that those two ungrateful bastards are not worth my hard work at all!
Besides, I can’t sit still any longer!
But I didn’t expect that before I could fight back, netizens had already dug out my detailed information and address.
