"My mother called me eight times on the last day! Did you abuse her? Did you?"
Ryan was so angry that his face turned red and his neck was swollen.
I suddenly felt like laughing.
"Ha, ha... ha..."
He grabbed my hand and squeezed it tightly.
"Speak!"
He screamed at me while paying attention to his phone.
"You know she called you eight times?"
Ryan shifted his eyes nervously.
"Well, it's because you asked me for money. I turned off my phone. It must be you, you didn't get money from me, so you used my mother's phone to call me, right?"
"Ryan, don't argue with her anymore. I can see that she just wants money. She's just greedy for money."
"Yes, Ryan, let's stop today. Go home and see your mother."
They all left.
Ryan was still on the phone.
I wiped the ashes on the ground, picked it up, and put it on the table.
Before leaving, I bowed for the last time.
As soon as I turned around, I found Ryan looking at me with a cold face at the door.
"What were you performing for? Hurry up!"
On the way back, he was still with Rachel.
The two of them were talking and laughing, and I felt like an outsider in the back seat.
After returning home, Ryan rushed inside.
"Mom!"
"Mom!"
"Where is my mom? I'm asking you, where is my mom!"
Ryan opened his mouth as if he was going to bite someone.
"Ryan..."
Rachel called out to Ryan.
On the coffee table were all the medical bills from the time Ryan's mother was in the hospital.
When she called Ryan that day, she didn't even hope Ryan would pay.
She just wanted to hear her son's voice one last time.
She wanted to advise Ryan to live a good life, but in the end, she didn't even hear his voice.
I would never have believed it if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes.
A man could be so rotten and filthy.
"Rachel, you, you help me look at this. Is, is this, death notice?"
