“We sympathize with what happened to your brother, but financially, we really can’t help. You know we’re just an ordinary family. How could we possibly fund a rescue mission that far away? It must cost a fortune.”
“There are professional rescue teams over there already. You just stay home and wait for updates.”
Wait for updates? Updates of what—his death?
I had thought, at the very least, Richard’s parents would have a sense of right and wrong. But no, they were as cold and calculating as their son.
For the first time, I even pitied David.
Whether he lived or died would depend only on his luck.
To protect myself from blame later, I carefully laid out my next words.
“Well, what if it were David who went missing? Would you try to save him?”
All three of them froze, stunned.
Mrs. Miller Sr. recovered first, her voice sharp and trembling.
“How dare you! Cursing my son, are you?”
“Just because your brother is missing, you want my son to die too? You’re jealous, that’s what you are.”
Her voice cracked as she accused me.
At once, I became their target.
Mr. Miller Sr. shook his head in disapproval, calling me disrespectful.
Seeing his mother cry, Richard lost his temper.
He slammed his chopsticks on the table.
“If you don’t want to eat, then leave! If you’re upset we won’t spend money on your brother, then divorce me. Saves us from seeing your sour face every day—we don’t owe you a thing.”
Then, with a glance at Ethan, he smirked and added:
“But remember this—if we divorce, you’ll never see your son again.”
“You—!”
I was so furious I couldn’t speak. Clutching Ethan tightly, I stormed out.
Afraid I might take Ethan back to my parents’ house, Richard quickly chased after me.
The moment he caught up, he shoved me into the car.
I shouted angrily, “Careful! Don’t hurt the child.”
He dismissed my warning.
“So you know how to worry about him? Then why don’t you ever listen to me?”
He slammed the gas pedal, the car shooting forward so fast the buildings outside blurred.
I held Ethan tightly, trembling in fear.
“Not afraid of getting a ticket?”
He ignored me.
Back home, he yanked Ethan from my arms and shoved me into a room, locking the door behind me.
“This time I’ll teach you a lesson. You’ll stay here until you figure things out.”
“You’re just too idle at home, always meddling in things that aren’t your business. Let’s see if you still have the strength to cause trouble after two days without food.”