Addicted to Love, Mr. Fu’s Newly Married Wife

Chapter 1509

Wen Kerou's lips, which were originally painted scarlet, were tightly pressed into a line, as if they were glued together. Her eyes were full of anger and unwillingness, like a tigress whose food had been stolen.

Seeing that there was no profit to be made from the old lady, her high heels began to tap rapidly, like a string of angry drumbeats, and she turned around angrily and went back to the master bedroom.

When she reached the door of the master bedroom, her steps suddenly stopped, and her body froze in place as if under a spell.

Her hand gripped the door handle tightly, her fingers turning white from the exertion.

After a while, she seemed to have made up her mind, and she swung her hand suddenly. With a "bang", the door was slammed shut. The loud noise was deafening, as if the whole house was shaking at that moment.

The sound echoed in the silent room for a long time, as if to release all the dissatisfaction and anger in her heart. How could this old man be so hard-hearted?

Here, without anyone else around, the room suddenly became quiet, so quiet that one could hear each other's breathing.

The mother and son looked at each other, and the atmosphere was a little solemn.

The old lady's face, which was already full of wrinkles, was now filled with disappointment. Her cloudy eyes flickered with pain, like stars that were about to go out in the night sky.

"Mom, don't blame Kerou. She has already sacrificed a lot for this family. It's normal for her to lose her temper."

The old lady sighed and spoke slowly, her voice trembling slightly. "Ers, I'm your 'mother.' As the saying goes, a husband is dominated by his wife. That's true. Husbands and wives should respect each other and listen to each other's opinions. But that shouldn't have led you to this, right? Look at you now. For that little bit of profit, you've even thrown away your conscience and family affection."

Her words were filled with the grief and sorrow a mother felt for her son.

The old lady sat on the edge of the somewhat old bed, her hands resting weakly on her knees, her fingers unconsciously tugging at the corners of her clothes, as if this could ease her inner pain and confusion.

Her eyes, which had seen the vicissitudes of life, were now full of confusion and sadness, as if shrouded in a thick layer of mist.

She was completely baffled! How could Charles, who had always been so well-behaved, obedient, filial, and sensible to her, become such a completely different person after getting married and starting a family? This stark contrast was truly difficult for her to comprehend and accept.

"Ers, I'm not saying anything bad about you, but look at the person you married, this..."

The old lady shook her head, her voice suddenly rising with uncontrollable anger, like a volcano about to erupt.

"Look at your behavior now, you're not even human anymore! All you do is calculate money all day long. All you think about are those petty gains. You don't care about family affection at all. This is not how life should be, do you understand?"

"If a man does not work for himself, he will be punished by heaven and earth. What have I done wrong? What has Ke Rou done wrong?" Charles retorted unwillingly.

old lady,,,,,

"Haha, Charles, listen to me carefully... I want you to understand one thing. When I moved out from Xiaoxiao, I had already made up my mind not to go back."

"Mom, if you don't want to go back, then don't go back."

"Besides not going back, I won't use her or Fu Yanchen to make any demands. Apart from that pitiful blood relationship, she and I have no relationship at all. I never raised her for a single day. When she was alone and helpless, I didn't care about her. Why should she care about me now? She... doesn't owe me anything. She takes care of me out of kindness. If she doesn't, I don't blame her. I would rather live a lonely and quiet life than endure all the frustration you guys have brought to me!"

As she spoke, the old lady's eyes gradually turned red and tears welled up in them. Those were tears of sadness that came from extreme disappointment in her son.

Charles slammed the edge of the bed, and a muffled "bang" sound exploded in the room. His face flushed, and the veins on his neck bulged, like an enraged beast, and his voice became a little sharp because of excitement.

"Yes, you are right, she doesn't owe you anything, but there is one thing you don't understand, she...Xu Xiaoxiao owes me! Since Xu Xiaoxiao owes me, Fu Yanchen is her husband, so he has to pay me back."

Charles' tone was full of self-righteousness, as if he held some great truth.

The old lady was stunned by this sudden outburst. Her eyes were wide open like two round copper bells, and her mouth was slightly open, unable to close for a long time. It took her a while to react. She frowned and asked in confusion, "Charles, what nonsense are you talking about? What does Xiaoxiao owe you? She is not your daughter." There was a hint of confusion and questioning in her voice.

"Yes, but,"

Charles stood up abruptly and began pacing the room, gesturing with his hands like an orator delivering an impassioned speech. "Her father, the noble Prince, should have been your pride and support. However, for that illusory love, he resolutely chose suicide, throwing all responsibilities and obligations behind him."

"And I, as an innocent bystander, was forced to shoulder the support obligations that should have been his. I took care of you with all my heart and soul, investing countless efforts and money, just so that you could live a stable life."

"Now, he has left this world, but this does not mean that everything can end here. Xu Xiaoxiao, as his daughter, should repay everything I have done for you. All I ask for is to take back what I deserve."

"Over the years, she has silently sacrificed so much for you. Now, it's time for her to repay this debt."

The old lady was furious. "But don't forget, for you, I abandoned my own children, abandoned my own country, took you away from home, and lived a life of poverty. If it weren't for you, I would be the queen above everyone else."

"No one forced you to do this. You did it willingly." Charles said heartlessly.

"You, you ungrateful bastard."

Seeing that the old lady was angry, Charles softened his attitude a little. After all, he still wanted to use the old lady to ask for money.

"Mother, don't worry. I will definitely take care of you until the end of your life. You don't have to worry about that at all."

"No, I wouldn't dare. I can support myself."

"Mother, look at what you're saying. You raised me, and it's only natural for me to take care of you until the end of your life. However, this doesn't affect Xu Xiaoxiao and I asking for money. This is what she should do. She's helping her parents pay off their debts."

"Haha, you really have wild ideas, but don't let yourself die without knowing how. Smile and talk, Fu Yanchen is not a pushover. If you end up lying dead on the street, I won't help you collect your body."

"Mom, you're worrying too much. The Fu family is so rich, they don't need this little money at all. They won't do anything to me. Why are you making such a fuss here? Aren't you just reluctant to let Xiaoxiao spend that little money? I don't ask for much, just enough for our family to live happily for the rest of our lives."

His words revealed an extreme desire for money and an excessive obsession with so-called "returns."

It seems that in his eyes, money is everything and everything else can be ignored.

The old lady was so angry that her whole body was shaking violently. Her frail body was like a candle in the wind, and she could be burned by this anger at any time. Her face was as gloomy as the sky before the storm, turning from blue to purple, and her lips were also pale with excessive anger.

She suddenly raised her finger and pointed at Charles. Her knuckles turned white from the force, and her nails dug deep into her palm. The rage in her eyes seemed to burn Charles to ashes. She roared at the top of her lungs, "He's just your cousin. If your family hadn't attempted to rebel and usurp everything in the royal family, you wouldn't have ended up like this."

"You people are simply utterly selfish! To satisfy your own petty desires, you've torn a once happy family apart, leaving everyone in it in turmoil! And now, with things having come to this, you're like cowards, completely shirking all responsibility and even trying to get others to take the blame!"

"What's even more unacceptable is that your cousin has been dead for so many years, and you're still thinking of using him to implicate Xiaoxiao. Don't you think this is cruel and immoral? Do you have any conscience or humanity left? Your behavior is worse than that of an animal!"

The old lady's voice became hoarse with anger, and every word she spoke seemed to have exhausted all her strength.

She gasped, her chest heaving violently, and continued to curse, "If I had known this would happen, I shouldn't have cared about you, a heartless thing! I raised you with great difficulty, provided you with food and clothing, but I never expected to raise such an ungrateful person like you! I'd rather raise a dog than a dog. A dog knows how to be grateful and wag its tail at me. But you? You only scheme against me and my family!"

Charles was so enraged by the old lady's words that his face turned purple and the veins on his forehead bulged out like twisted earthworms.

He took a sudden step forward, clenched his fists, and almost touched the old lady's nose, and roared loudly, "Stop pretending to be a good person here! You took me in because you had no choice, didn't you just want me to be your slave and take care of you until the end of your life? Now, I just want some deserved reward, and you start calling me heartless. What do you think you are? Haven't you always been thinking about the Fu family's property?"

The old lady was frightened by Charles' sudden approach and took a step back, almost falling down. She quickly held onto the cabinet next to her to steady herself.

She was so angry that she was shaking all over. She pointed at Charles' nose and said in a trembling but firm voice: "You...you beast! Am I interested in the Fu family's property? If I was interested, I would have instigated Xiaoxiao to rob it long ago. Why would I wait until now? I have worked so hard for so many years, what for? Isn't it just for a harmonious family and for everyone to live in peace? But you, all you care about is money and profit! For money, you can disregard family affection and morality. You are simply a cold-blooded animal!"

Charles sneered, his eyes filled with disdain and ridicule. "Humph, family harmony? That also requires a material foundation! Without money, harmony is empty talk. Do you think Xu Xiaoxiao really treats you as a family member? She's just giving you a little charity out of pity. When she gets tired of you, she'll throw you away like garbage. Then, won't you still have to rely on me?"

The old lady was so angry that her whole body was shaking, her lips were trembling slightly, and tears were rolling in her eyes, as if they would burst out like a flood in the next second.

However, she tried hard to hold back her tears and clenched her teeth tightly, as if this could suppress all the grievances and anger in her heart.

She stared at the man in front of her with wide eyes, and said word by word: "Even if Xiaoxiao really doesn't want an old woman like me one day, I would rather go begging on the street than let you, a heartless thing, ruin her kindness! Don't think I'm old and confused, how can I not know your little tricks? If you still want to get any benefits from me, then you are really making a wrong calculation! I tell you, there is no way!"

Upon hearing this, Charles was immediately enraged. He grabbed the old lady's arm, shook it vigorously, and shouted, "You must give me an explanation today! I have given so much to this family over the years, you can't just write it off like this! If you don't give me money, I will make your old age restless!"

The old lady's arm was hurt by Charles' grip. She struggled hard, trying to break free from Charles' hand, but to no avail.

She looked at Charles angrily and shouted, "Let me go! If you do this again, I will call the police! Let the police judge and see if you, this unfilial son, have any humanity left!"

At this moment, there was a sudden and urgent knock on the door, breaking the tense and fierce atmosphere of the quarrel inside the house...

The rapid knocks on the door were like heavy hammers, hitting the already extremely tense air hard.

Charles's hand trembled slightly, as if he was startled by the sudden noise, but he quickly regained his ferocious look, and the hand holding the old lady's arm showed no intention of letting go.

The old lady took advantage of his distraction for a moment, swung her arms violently, and finally broke free.

She stumbled back a few steps, her back hitting the wall so hard that she gasped in pain.

But she didn't care about all that. She just stared at the door, her eyes full of vigilance and anger.

"Who is it?" Charles yelled at the top of his lungs, his voice filled with obvious impatience and irritation.

A voice came from outside the door: "It's me..."