Chapter 3

After receiving my mom's death certificate, I immediately went to the bank to cancel her credit card.

Just as I stepped out of the bank, my mom's phone rang in my bag.

I pulled it out, and the caller ID said: "Husband."

I pressed answer, and on the other end came an aggressive barrage of questions.

"Why did you stop my card?"

"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.