Chapter 217 Selfishness
"What law did I violate? Didn't people of our generation used to do the same thing? If you can't find a wife, you pay to get one," Tobias confidently said. "I bought your mom for three thousand dollars. Without your mom, where would you guys be? Are you trying to lecture me?"
This statement once again overturned Magnus' values. His mother was actually sold to his father. Magnus' expression changed repeatedly, disbelief and even some terror filling his face.
Magnus looked toward the main bedroom and noticed Riley standing at the doorway. This woman, who was usually quiet and well-behaved, only knowing how to do housework and take care of Jett, turned out to have been sold to his father.
He had always thought that his parents, even if they weren't in love, had at least been introduced to each other and decided to live together. He never expected something like this. Magnus' voice trembled as he asked, "Riley, is what Tobias said true?"
Riley clenched her hands tightly; her face, which had borne the weight of many years, revealed a hesitation to speak, as well as numbness.
"Yes."
As Riley admitted it by lowering her head, Magnus felt like his beliefs were collapsing. He was a lawyer, but his father was a criminal. He was the son of a criminal. He was the result of a victimized woman and a human trafficker. Jett's coughing could be heard from inside the room. The whole house's aura was unusually oppressive.
Magnus looked back and forth between his mother and father several times; his expression filled with disbelief.
Riley timidly advised, "Magnus, don't argue with your dad. Serenity is already asleep; don't wake her up. Actually, your dad is right. The pressure in this megacity is too much. Look at how much weight you've lost. It will be better for us to go back to our hometown, where the pressure is less. You're also at the age to get married. When we return to our hometown, I'll introduce a girl to you, and you can live a stable life."
Magnus felt a lump in his throat as if it were blocked by a thorn, not knowing what to say. He saw numbness in his mother's face; she didn't resist; she accepted it all.
Tobias slapped the table and displayed the aura of the head of the family, and he asserted, "It's up to me. Magnus. Quit your job and sell the house as soon as possible. We're going back to our hometown."
"This house can't be sold." Magnus went against his father this time. In that instant, his father's image was already destroyed in his mind. Magnus said, "I won't quit my job. It is my home."
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Tobias angrily grabbed a nearby chair and smashed it into Magnus' back. Caught off guard, Magnus couldn't dodge it. He didn't even try to. It never crossed his mind that his father would suddenly be so ruthless and cold-hearted to hit him like this. The pain in his back paled in comparison to the pain in his heart, which was ten times more agonizing.
Magnus first saw Tobias's true face—a volatile, overbearing, unreasonable, and legally ignorant man.
"Why did you hit Magnus?" Riley was also startled and driven by her motherly instinct, and she stepped forward to defend him. "Magnus, are you okay?"
"This disobedient and unfilial child deserves to be hit." Tobias angrily tossed aside the chair in his hand. "I knew he was an ungrateful person. He didn't grow up by our side, so how could he care about his parents? Magnus, if you want to develop here, then stay here, but this house must be sold. Use the money to buy us a villa in our hometown and support us in our old age; that's your responsibility."
Tobias's only goal was money, and whether his son acknowledged it or not was of no importance.
Magnus didn't respond to Riley's concern or Tobias' words. Waves of pain radiated from his back. He stared at Tobias and Riley for more than ten seconds without saying a word, then turned and left.
The sudden turn of events was hard for him to swallow.
"Magnus!" Riley called out. Seeing him really leave, she criticized Tobias, "Why did you hit Magnus? Can't you say it patiently?"
"You don't understand. Didn't I hit Jett the same way before? Without a beating, he wouldn't learn to be a proper person." Tobias thought he was right.
Meanwhile, inside the house, Jett listened to everything happening outside, but he was indifferent.
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