“You are a bastard.” Tears gushed out of my mother’s eyes. She slapped him so hard on the face. “I hate you so much. You are never present in my life.”
My father laughed bitterly and pushed her forcefully to the floor. My mother screamed as she fell to the floor and hit her forehead on the table.
“MOM!” I screamed at the top of my lungs and rushed to my mother. “Are you okay?” I held her arm to lift her up to her feet. As soon as she stood up, she pushed me away from her and ignored the blood on her forehead.
She snarled with gritted teeth. “I regretted getting married to you.”
“Divorce me.” He dared her. “We both know you wouldn’t be able to pay the bills on your own. You wouldn’t be able to take care of them.” He pointed at the both of us. “You are under me, but if you can’t toler
