My wife, Emily Collins, had a good job but was busy. I sacrificed my previous career and took a leisurely job as a househusband.

She was on a business trip. When this project ended, there would be a six-figure bonus that could cover our debt.

But now, it seemed like a bottomless pit.

Emily argued with Amelia over the phone. Finally, Amelia agreed to help raise 300,000 dollars.

But where could she get it?

Louis and Amelia's savings had been depleted by Louis' illness.

Everyone said that long illnesses reveal unfilial children. But after a long illness, even Amelia didn't care much for Louis.

I fought for this surgery for him.

Amelia said, "He will die anyway even with treatment. It's a waste of money, time, and effort!"

But the doctor said Louis' recurrence was caught in time and the surgery had a high success rate.

"Mom, where did you get so much money? Roy really doesn't need those things. Let him return them!"

"Don't worry about me. Tomorrow, I'll get you 300,000 dollars. You still need to find another 200,000 dollars yourself.

"Ugh, I'm just here to pay off the debts for your useless stuff."

Amelia said this while standing in front of Roy's door. She was afraid I would go in and make him return the money.

I had no choice but to send Roy a message, appealing to his emotions and reasoning.

But Roy had already blocked me.

I took out a temporary credit loan of 200,000 dollars and paid part of the money for Louis.

I believed Amelia couldn't come up with the 300,000 dollars and would make Roy return the money.

Unexpectedly, the next morning, Amelia really transferred 300,000 dollars to me.

"Here's the money. Don't bother Roy."

She thought I was causing trouble for Roy. But I felt that if he acted like this at a young age, there would be big trouble in the future.

But I couldn't educate Roy in front of Amelia. I decided to talk to him properly after Louis' surgery.

"Mom, where did you get the money?"

300,000 dollars was no small amount. Amelia managed to get it in one night.

Amelia said righteously, "Why do you care so much?

"Take good care of Louis after his surgery. I'm old and unwell. I need to go home and rest. I won't bother you anymore."

Amelia left as if escaping. Louis' illness had indeed scared her over the years.

I waited in the surgery room for Louis. The finance manager called me.

"James, did you use the company's bank card funds?"