You More Than Anything In The World

Chapter 426 I Will Give You The Money

As Mary looked at the sensible Tim and then at the useless toxic son she had, sorrow filled her heart.

She turned around to get the medicine.

Tim followed closely after her. “Grandma, where are you going?”

“I’m going to get some medicine. Your wound must be treated, otherwise, it could become serious.”

Mary looked at the bloody wound and was very worried.

“Grandma, you go ahead and eat, I’ll apply the medicine myself!”

With that, Tim ran to the house nearby to find a Band-Aid.

He was accustomed to getting injured during work. After cleaning away the blood, he put on the Band-Aid and ran back out.

As Mary watched on, she wiped away a tear.

She was rather regretful about bringing Tim home back then.

I should have sent him to an orphanage. Perhaps, he would have had a better life there.

“Tim, you must apply medicine before putting on the Band-Aid. The way that you did it will not stop the bleeding.

“Grandma, I’ve already smeared some medicine on it earlier.”

vigorously to convince

see

only stopped worrying when she saw

on

Come on, we have to go and eat our meal or Uncle Raphael is going to

steadied Mary and led her over to the dining

“Okay, let’s eat.”

Raphael had

that you can cook so well, kid. Remember to cook more next time, you

his

rage, Mary instinctively

can’t believe you just ate everything! You didn’t leave a little for

as well, not because he had nothing

are really too much! Why didn’t you leave some for

us might think you two are the related ones here while I

didn’t give birth to you! You are nothing compared to Tim! It’s bad enough that you’re lazy but you’re a gambling addict as well. Look at you, you’ve gambled

so shameful about that? I am able to earn money, too. Old hag, you are the one who is lazy and does not work. I only gamble to earn more money. Since you have the time to nag at me about it, why don’t you go

fact that she was his mother, he

uttered, his heart aching

me your money!” Raphael

glared at the

don’t have

you

hand, about to give