Sebastian Brenand’s hatred toward his parents intensified at that moment.

“Sebastian, your father is going to die soon,” his mother yelled.

“Whatever. I told you I was dying, too, but did you care?" He shook his head incredulously as he replied.

"Rachel nearly died from being tortured by you two. Weren’t you both happy about that? What’s the matter? So, your husband is dying soon. I am just learning from the two of you by not caring. How does that feel now?” he asked.

Right now, all he felt was hatred.

He only hoped that his mother would leave soon, or he didn’t know what he was capable of doing.

“Just hurry up and leave if you don’t want me to do something crazy,” he said, waving his hand impatiently.

“Sebastian, are you being serious? You are cutting ties with us completely, all for a woman?”

“That’s right. I'm cutting ties with you both, all because of a woman. What’s the big deal? Bite me,” he dared her, feeling enraged by her continued presence.

He would say anything to