After saying that, I turned around and left.

But I was blocked by Ryan's friends.

"Riley, you really love money, don't you? You think you're smart, huh? Haha, just $20,000? That's just you using the sickness as an excuse to line your own pockets!"

Rachel had already returned to her seat and was eating a mango.

She was eating it elegantly, holding a fork in one hand and looking at me.

"Yes, I remember Ryan's mother was very healthy."

Rachel called out, and Ryan immediately went over to her like a lap dog.

"Eh~"

He had a flattering expression, which made me feel sick to my stomach and made me feel uncomfortable.

"Since she wants the money so badly, give her some. Don't make your wife suffer, after all, you haven't divorced yet."

Ryan immediately nodded and pulled out several thousand dollars from his bag, throwing it into my lap.

"Is that enough?"

It had always been difficult for me to ask him for money.

Every single time.

Rachel's words were like a command to him.

I was now penniless, so there was no reason for me to refuse.

I picked up the money, and everyone laughed and pointed at me.

I didn't know what I had done to be ashamed.

"Enough!"

"Then get the hell out of here!"

I nodded and walked out, and Ryan's voice came from behind me.

"And don't forget to take this with you! Is it too much to ask for a little humor?"

"Do you not believe me no matter how many times I say it? What's inside is your mother's ashes..."

Before I finished speaking, Ryan kicked the urn to the ground.

The lid clattered to the ground.

The ashes spilled out.

I took a deep breath, and my eyes filled with tears.

I desperately scooped up every inch of ashes.

But Ryan was laughing hysterically at me, "Keep pretending!"

Ryan took a bottle of wine from Rachel's hand and emptied it all on the ground.

My hands were wet and I knelt on the ground, crying out loud.

10 years.

It took me 10 years to see a man's true color.

"Your mother calls you every night to talk to you. You can't forget that."

Ryan's face changed slightly.

The others kept pouring drinks on me intentionally or unintentionally.

Ryan took out his phone and searched for the phone number.

Then he raised his hand and slapped me.

"Did you hide my mom's phone? She can't sleep without calling me! Riley, if you want to die, just die. Don't involve my mom! You are a snake in the heart!"

Ryan hurriedly redialed the phone.

But he couldn't get through several times.