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He stared blankly at his mother. "What are you going crazy about?"
His mother snapped back, "What are you going crazy about?"
"I regret ever marrying a beast like you!"
His father finally reacted.
He shouted angrily, "Ma Jiahui, have you lost your mind?"
"Do you dare hit me?!"
His father raised his hand, ready to strike back.
Unfazed, his mother challenged him, "Go ahead! If you have the guts, then kill me!"
His father's hand froze in mid-air.
In a fit of rage, he exclaimed, "Don't think I won't hit you!"
His mother looked at him coldly. "Chu Yin, I've finally seen through you."
"You can be with other women, but why do you have to steal the money I worked so hard to earn?"
His father, humiliated and furious, shot back, "Because you can't even bear me a son!"
"Isn't it my fault that the Chu Family has no heirs?"
A crowd gradually began to gather around them.
Instead of backing down, his father grew more animated. "So what if I cheated? You were the one who failed first!"
I stood in front of my mother and shouted, "Dad, you're lying! It's you who doesn't want to go to work, yet you make Mom pay for everything!"
My father, exposed for his true nature, was furious and attempted to strike me.
The neighbors around us began to criticize him.
He was overwhelmed with shame and anger.
With a vicious glare, he spat out, "Divorce!"
Then he stormed off with his mistress and their illegitimate child.
Back at home, my mother sat on the sofa, lost in thought.
She stared blankly out the window, her silhouette revealing the weariness and pain of the years.
She remained silent, her head bowed deeply as if contemplating something profound.
As I crouched in front of her, I noticed tears silently streaming down her face.
My heart shattered.
My mother had been wronged!
My father had been keeping a mistress while deceitfully taking the money she worked so hard to earn!
How could I accept that the woman I loved most was treated this way?
I took a deep breath and asked, "Mom, do you want Dad to pay a heavier price for what he's done?"
With tear-filled eyes, she looked at me and nodded.
I got up and walked to the desk.
There lay the medical records and expense logs that my mother had kept over the years for my grandparents' treatments.
My mother didn't like using her phone for bookkeeping; she preferred a notebook.
Flipping open the yellowed pages, I saw them filled with years of expenses.
My grandfather suffered from dementia and required many expensive medications to sustain his life.
My grandmother also had hypertension and diabetes, needing a lot of medication each year.
Just these two expenses had drained all the money my mother earned from selling the house.
My father only gave my mother a thousand yuan each month.
She had to use that thousand to buy medicine for my grandparents, cook meals, do laundry, and also pay for our tuition and living expenses.
My father never cared about what we ate or wore.
He only cared about his own comfort and appearance.
I checked the phone bill.
Over the years, my father had given my mother only twenty thousand yuan!
Meanwhile, all the money my mother earned from her hard work at the market had been taken by him!
He used that money to support his mistress and their illegitimate child!
I held the thick notebook in my hands, trembling.
I can't imagine how my mother endured it all!
She clearly had every reason to be proud—excellent grades, open-minded parents, a generous dowry...
But for the sake of the family, my mother gave up everything.
She dropped out of school at a young age to sell goods, living frugally.
In the end, she was betrayed by her husband and tormented by her mother-in-law!
And I, as her daughter, could only watch helplessly as she suffered!
I wiped away my tears and began to sort through the materials.
Timelines, relationships, evidence...
This was the first thing I could do for my mother.
Isn't Dad known for his filial piety?
Then I will tear off his hypocritical mask completely!
Let everyone see his vile true self!
Let my mother reclaim what she deserves!
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