Abandoned by All I Took It All Back novel Chapter 257

Abigail looked annoyed. She yanked Marjorie's hand away from her mouth and shot her a glare.

"I hope she does hear me! She has the nerve to have them but not the guts to let people talk? They’re two little bastards who don’t even have a father. What, am I wrong?"

Marjorie was at her wit's end with Abigail.

Fearing her loud voice would be overheard, she abandoned their grocery trip and practically dragged Abigail back home.

The mother and daughter returned home in a huff.

Clark had just woken up. His face was unwashed, teeth unbrushed, and he was wearing a tank top, holding his phone, and scrolling through short videos while eating breakfast.

Marjorie, already fuming, completely lost it at the sight of him and unleashed her frustration on him.

"Clark, have you even showered this week? You smell like a locker room. How can you be like this? You're disgusting!"

Clark, with a piece of toast in his mouth, was stuck. He couldn't swallow it anymore, but he couldn't spit it out either.

Marjorie was yelling at him first thing in the morning. Clark suppressed a flicker of annoyance.

He calmly retorted, "Cut the crap. I did take shower this week."

After saying that, Clark went back to scrolling through videos on his phone, completely ignoring what Marjorie had said.

Abigail was about to interject, but when she looked at Clark, she managed to swallow her anger.

She turned and went into the kitchen, ignoring the two of them.

Marjorie took a few deep breaths, silently chanting: Calm down, calm down!

Clark's idea of brushing his teeth was just jiggling the toothbrush in his mouth for a couple of seconds, and washing his face was a quick, careless splash of water. She had seen him do it several times.

Marjorie angrily pulled out a dining chair and sat across from Clark, forcing herself to change the subject.

He twitched his lips.

"I have a company, why would I go look for a job? Am I crazy? Besides, do I need to earn money? The pay out there is so low. You work yourself to death for a month and can't even afford one piece of gaming equipment."

Clark had finished his breakfast by now. He leaned back in his chair and looked at Marjorie as if she were an idiot.

"Are you stupid? My parents have plenty of money. Why would I need to go out and earn pennies? Just wait. Once my parents come to their senses, they'll come begging me to return. Don't be so anxious."

Marjorie felt like his bizarre logic was going to give her a heart attack. She pointed at him.

"Are you out of your mind? How can I not be anxious? You have parents to support you, but I have to rely on myself. My parents will need me to take care of them when they're old.

You sit here at home eating and drinking, and none of that is free. My current salary is just enough to cover expenses. I can't save anything at all."

She had found a secretarial job a while back. It was exhausting work for low pay, and there was always so much to do.