Chapter 120 Severing Connections

• Ewan himself grew irritated, seeing how unyielding Margaret was. "Mum! Someone once perished at your hands. We put forth a good deal of work to resolve it. He stated. "You're attempting to draw attention to yourself, even though no one has brought it up in 20 years? Do you intend to bring the whole family down with you? "How dare you?" Margaret lifted her walking stick high. Just as she was going to strike him with it, he gave her a card and said, "Mom, you are not becoming younger. Be less obstinate. Wanda is my wife, and I know you don't want to listen to her. At the very least, attempt to comprehend how I feel.
• Margaret clenched her jaw in frustration. She wounded herself when her nails pricked her palms. Spit on the ground. "If only I didn't have a son like you." "Will you just stop talking?" With a supportive arm around her, Ewan asked, "Did the Yarwoods give us back the Zenith herb? Mom, can you give it to me? Not everything is going smoothly at my business.” Anger caused Margaret's chest to rise and fall quickly. "I was aware of it! If not for the herb, you would not have visited me." I assume you wouldn't want our family to fail financially. Dad worked so hard and took so long to do this. Ewan sighed and lowered his head, saying, "I have no decision.
• I can't simply take the company on credit. Margaret felt her heart shatter as she looked at the son she had once loved the most. Ewan was well aware of her desire not to have her husband's lifetime of labor go in vain. He was sure she would agree to his request. After all these years, it has always been this way. Whenever he mentioned this, Margaret would give in. He didn't stop expecting things from her until she moved into this run-down house because he believed she was no longer useful to him. After that, he never paid her another visit, much less returned the favor of bringing him up.