Reborn, I Abandoned My Gold-Digging Son

Chapter 9

I showed the phone to my husband, who started cursing after watching it.

"That little bastard, heartless creature, we'll ignore him from now on."

This relative usually stayed close with us, but I didn't say much, just explained briefly.

Then came a long string of voice messages cursing James.

Finally, she said, "I only recognize you two. I won’t acknowledge that bastard in the future!"

My husband and I bought a small house and invested some of our money in Ethan.

He was the young man I supported a while back, and he graduated this year.

He plans to start his own business because he needs to care for his grandmother and can't work a full-time job.

I know he'll succeed. He did it in his previous life, but it was tough.

This time, I hope things go smoother, and that his only living relative, his grandmother, can stay with him longer.

My husband and I now have a lot of free time to take care of our health.

We picked up our old hobbies—surfing, painting, and gardening.

Our exhausted bodies from years of running around for our children finally got some relaxation.

We hardly thought about that heartless son.

Nor did we care about how he was doing.

But some people only seek you out when they're doing poorly, thinking the world owes them.

Especially the parents who raised them.

I almost forgot he hadn't repaid the money he borrowed using our identity.

Until he started sending screenshots of the money he borrowed from different platforms.

"I was wondering why you were so generous to sell the house for my bride price."

"Turns out it was all my money! And your travel money is mine too, right?"

"I won't say more, pay me back! If you don't, don't blame me for suing you."

"You don't want to end up in jail at your age, do you?"

I chuckled, "So now you're broke? Is that why you remembered us?"

"What I gave you before was far more than this."

"Your college expenses were too high, which is why I had to borrow. I planned to sell the house to pay it back, but didn't I give you the money earlier?"

"You're just a bastard. I gave you money to buy a house, but your credit was already ruined, so you couldn't."

"Whose name is the house under now? Good for you, treating others well but being ruthless to your parents who raised you."

He stammered when I mentioned the house.

I thought so, in our previous life, that house wasn't his either.

I worked hard, almost killing myself, only to find out it wasn't my house.

The thought made me feel heavy, and my voice turned cold.

"Go ahead and sue. Whatever the court orders, I'll pay you!"

"I raised you, and since you're suing, I'll counter-sue. Raising you until eighteen is my duty, but you were already eighteen when you went to college. College alone cost over fifty grand, plus a house."

"Let's see who owes whom!"