She called out toward the living room, “Hayden, come help me move Mom to the bathroom. I want to wash her.”
My son gave a disgusted look and said, “Gross, she smells. I’m not touching her.”
My daughter frowned. “Hayden, Mom just gave you the eight hundred thousand from the relocation. How can you spend every day partying and refuse to help her even once?”
My son let out a cold laugh. “She gave it to me herself. I’ll spend it however I want. Don’t try to blackmail me.”
My daughter sighed. “I respect whatever Mom decides. She gave you that money hoping you’d settle down, get married, and live a decent life.”
“I just hope you won’t let her down or make her sad.”
My son laughed. “Sis, why do you care so much about a cripple who can’t move her legs?”
"You take care of her every day, you're tired, but I can't stand it anymore!"
"She might as well just die!"
The live-stream comments instantly exploded.
[What the heck! What kind of son curses his own mother to die right in front of her?]
[And this useless man is the one their mother spoiled? She handed over eight hundred thousand to this fool without a second thought!]