The More the Merrier

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.”

nodded vigorously to

me see it,

checked his arm. She only stopped worrying when she saw that the

avoid getting water on

Grandma, I’m fine. Come on, we have to go and

Mary and led her

“Okay, let’s eat.”

into the kitchen together, only to see that Raphael had finished eating. All that

would have thought that you can cook so

threw down his fork, kicked his chair

rage, Mary instinctively pushed Tim behind her

you just

not because he had nothing to eat, but rather because Mary did

are really too much! Why didn’t

don’t know us might think you two are the related

Mary spat, “It would have been better if 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

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

were unbearable to hear. Completely ignoring the fact that she was his mother, he shoved Mary

his heart

me your

He glared at the man and stood his ground

don’t have

Do you

lifted his hand, about to give