"Do you know how embarrassing it was when I couldn't pay just now? I gave you my salary card, and now you won't even let me use the credit card, will you? Do you even want to lead a life?!"
"Open it for me now, or don't even think about letting me come back!"
It took me a moment to realize that my canceling of my mom's credit card had caused my dad's secondary card to stop working.
I let out a cold laugh. Using my mom's money to support a mistress, yet so shameless and righteous about it—what a sight to behold!
Unbelievable.
"Dad, did you see the message I sent you?" I asked calmly.
"Why is it you? Where's your mom?" My dad sounded confused.
"Answer my question," I said, already losing patience.
His tone turned annoyed. "I saw it. Tell your mom to stop acting—it's pointless."
"Hurry up and give me back access to the account. I've got urgent things to take care of!"
"I find it pointless too, and I'm not the account holder. If you want access, go ask my mom."
No wonder my mom had made canceling the credit card the first condition in her will.
For a moment, my dad was speechless, then he snapped back harshly. "You two are suffocating me."
That same phrase again.