Chapter 13 1.05 Million Dollars
Upon entering, I saw my dad in bed, covered in wounds.
My expression changed as I said angrily, “What happened? Who did this to Dad?”
My mom kept crying without saying a word.
I could only turn to my dad.
But he wouldn’t tell me either; he just kept wailing in pain.
Utterly anxious, I roared angrily, “Tell me! Who beat you up? An old enemy?”
My eyes turned red.
Seeing this, my mom stammered while sobbing, “In fact, it’s his fault… He gambled.”
“What?” I looked at him in great disbelief. “You gambled? But you never gamble! You always said it ruined people! How could you?!”
“I wanna win some money so that I could start over.” He actually seemed aggrieved. “Who would have thought I was so unlucky? I bet someone played dirty.”
I was so furious that I didn’t know what to say.
“Then who beat you up?” I asked after a few seconds.
He glanced at my mom uneasily, saying nothing.
She kept crying out of anger. “He lost all our money and owed them
hundreds of thousands of dollars. They beat him up because he didn’t have money to repay them.”
Taking a deep breath, I looked at him. “How much did you owe them?”
He lowered his head further.
After a moment of hesitation, my mom said, “Combining the 1.5 million dollars Reynaldo gave us…”
“What? You went to ask him for money?”
“No,” my dad muttered. “After he cleared our debts, he gave an extra 1.5 million dollars to me. I thought I could multiply it by gambling so that I could rise again, but I lost it and owed them… 1.05 million dollars…”
“Dad!”
I couldn’t help but cry. “No one wins in gambling, OK? How could you be so stupid? 2.55 million dollars? You lost 2.55 million dollars in no time?”
“Enough! I’m your father, and you have no excuse to disrespect me,” he interrupted me impatiently. “It’s just over 1.5 million dollars. You can always ask Reynaldo for more. Big whoop!”
I stared at him as if he were a stranger.
He was no longer kind, steady, and patient.
Right now, he was just a cranky, impatient old man.
Suddenly, someone at the door sneered.
Iturned around and saw Quentin.
He stared at our dad coldly. “Just over 1.5 million dollars? You sound like a millionaire. Then how come you were beaten up so miserably? Why
did you ask Mom to get Esmeralda back?”
“Shut up, you brat! How dare you speak to me like that!” our dad roared angrily at him.
He roared back, “Look at what you did! I told you not to gamble
yesterday, and you just wouldn’t listen to me. And now you owe them. 1.05 million dollars! You should take responsibility for what you did. Don’t count on Esmeralda to clean up your mess.”
“You…” Our dad was so pissed off that he wanted to sit up and slap Quentin, only to strain his waist and cried out in pain.
My mom quickly came forward to hold him and said to me through tears, “Ralda, the debtors said they’d chop off your dad’s hands if they don’t see the money within three days. Reynaldo is rich, and 1.05 million dollars is nothing to him. Go talk to him…”
“Enough!”
Quentin cut her off angrily and continued, “So what if he’s rich? That’s his money, not ours! Stop asking Esmeralda to go to him and ask for money! She’s humiliated enough!”
“What’s that supposed to mean?” our dad huffed. “Reynaldo is our son–in- law. His money is Ralda’s. If she wants 1.05 million dollars, he’ll give it to her.”
“Oh, really?” Quentin sneered. “In case you don’t know, they got a divorce long ago.”
“What?”
Our parents exchanged glances in disbelief and then looked at me.
I dipped my head, not saying anything.
Chapter 13 105 Million Dellars.
“But he dumped Ralda as soon as he got rich? That’s not decent, is it?” our mom said angrily.
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