"This video really opened my eyes. I want to live for myself and be a good son to my mother!" he said.
I replied, "You're right, so let's get a divorce. We'll divide the assets through legal procedures, but you must share the cost of Belle's treatment with me. After the divorce, you can take your share of the money and enjoy your awakened life."
My stance with the kitchen knife scared him. "Rosie, what are you talking about? Why you want to divorce out of the blue?" he asked.
I snatched Jude's phone and pulled up his transaction records. Designer bags, travel packages, a gold bracelet, none of it was missing.
"Every penny you spent, every piece of our shared property you transferred, you're going to cough it all up!" I yelled at him.
Jude panicked, fumbling to explain. But in the end, he resorted to unreasonable tantrums and said, "The money at home is all earned by me! What's wrong with rewarding myself occasionally? Do you want to push me to death like the girlfriend of that boy who jumped into the river? What's wrong with being filial to my mother?"