They Said I Spent 80,000, I Had 800 Chapter 10

They Said I Spent 80,000, I Had 800 Chapter 10

After the judgment took effect, Dad had his lawyer come to see me about transferring a portion of

e company shares to my name.

He also said he’d set up an education fund for me.

Listening quietly, I declined both the shares and the fund.

“I only need a normal allowance–just enough to get by.”

Dad looked at me for a long moment before finally nodding.

Later, Mom asked me in private, “Why did you turn it all down?”

“I didn’t come back for the money,” I replied.

Her eyes went red, and she dropped it.

They also purchased a two–bedroom apartment near campus for me.

Dad placed the key into my hand.

“Whenever you don’t feel like coming home, you can come here.”

I looked down at the key and whispered, “Thank you.”

Some time later, I went to visit Kaysen once.

He sat behind the glass partition, looking significantly thinner.

The eyes were still the same, but whatever was inside them had shifted.

He picked up the receiver and whispered my name.

I didn’t move.

“I’m sorry,” he said. “I never meant to hurt you like that.”

I stared at him, memories flooding back–the signed IOU, the cafeteria tray, the harsh white lights of the emergency room ceiling.

I picked up the receiver.

“You’re reaping what you sowed.”

His eyes reddened. I set the receiver back down and turned toward the exit.

A muffled thud echoed against the glass behind me as he pounded against it.

I didn’t look back.

The day the graduate admission results came out, my roommate ran in and said,

Congratulations.”

My life had finally settled back onto the right track.

The ceremony took place in the auditorium.

The university presented certificates to the early accepted students, and parents were invited to

attend.

Both Mom and Dad came.

As the ceremony neared its end, I stepped off the stage and saw them looking up toward the

platform.

A colleague of Dad’s was sitting beside him, pointing toward the stage and saying something.

Dad looked up and saw me walking in their direction.

He stood up and proudly told his colleague, “That’s my daughter!”

Mom walked over and stood beside me.

The flash kept hitting me from all sides.

I tucked the certificate neatly under my arm.

Dad and Mom didn’t say much.

But the pride shining in their eyes spoke louder than any speech.