Chapter 1346: What Exactly Do You Want to Do?
As Thomas Fisher’s mother, Autumn York could not possibly not understand her own son, especially since his stubborn streak was inherited from her.
It was precisely because she and her son had similar personalities that they often had conflicts. Her son stubbornly wanted to go east, but she persistently insisted on pulling him west.
Now, the two of them were at a standoff because neither was willing to concede, which ended up involving an innocent person.
Dragging the innocent Evelyn Taylor into their conflict made Autumn feel quite uneasy. Thinking of this, she couldn’t help but let out a deep sigh.
Cedric Fisher didn’t know what she was thinking about; hearing her sigh, he assumed she had realized her mistake and quickly changed the subject. When he spoke again, his tone was much gentler than before, "Stop thinking about these things. It’s already late, go back to your room and rest."
He raised his hand and pointed in the direction of the bedroom, indicating for her to go and rest.
Autumn didn’t verbally respond to Cedric Fisher but silently looked at him. Then, without saying a word, she left the living room and returned to the bedroom.
Watching her silent figure, he sighed helplessly. Seeing she had walked away, he immediately followed her.
Unaware of the situation with his parents, Thomas Fisher remained oblivious in his private apartment. In his drunken stupor, he slept deeply until noon the next day and was only awakened by the loud knocking on the door.
Thomas rubbed his aching head, flipped over, and sat up. Sitting on the bed in a daze for a while, he regained some clarity, got out of bed, and walked out of the room to open the door.
"Thomas Fisher! Open the door!"
As soon as he stepped out of his room, he heard his mom shouting for him to open the door.
Thomas’s brow furrowed instantly. Why did his mom follow him wherever he went? Could he ever have a space that was free and independent?
"Thomas Fisher! If you don’t open the door, I’ll call a locksmith to open it," Autumn really began to worry after waiting a long time without anyone opening the door. Worried that something might have happened to Thomas after he drank too much last night, her heart leapt in concern.
Hearing his mother’s threatening words, Thomas furrowed his brow even tighter and took large strides towards the door.
"You still..."
"Why did you..."
At the instant the door opened, both people inside and outside started speaking simultaneously, and then they stopped, as if in perfect sync.
Glaring at each other, Autumn was the first to look away, maneuvering around Thomas standing at the doorway, her high heels clicked as she walked into the apartment.
Seeing his mom enter uninvited, Thomas closed the door and followed inside, "Why did you come?"
He asked his mom’s back as he followed her.
"Why do you think I came?" Autumn suddenly turned around. Thomas, following closely behind, fortunately stopped in time, or he would have bumped into her.
Faced with his mom’s dissatisfied retort, Thomas remained silent, waiting for her to berate him since this was the kind of mother he had.
Autumn arrived brimming with anger, and seeing Thomas’s indifferent attitude, her anger flared up instantly. She raised her hand and pointed at him angrily, "Look at what you’ve become! You don’t go home, you don’t go to work; what exactly do you want?"