“Dad, Stop Calling Me. I Don’t Have Time to Help You Anymore”: He Never Needed His Father, Just His Money
“Dad, stop calling me. I don’t have time to help you anymore.” John sighed heavily. He had expected this kind of reaction from his son, but it still hurt. It had been ten years since they had a normal conversation. As soon as his son received his share of the inheritance, he disappeared. He never really needed his father—just the money.