We're Getting Divorce

"What?!"

Harry's eyes widened, and he was furious. He shouted at her, pointing his finger at her nose, "I'm your father, it's only right that you pay for me!"

"Alright," Ivy replied firmly, pointing at the woman behind him and saying, "She's your son's mother. I'll split the cost with her, 3,500 each."

When Harry heard this, he became even angrier. He rushed up to Ivy and yelled in her face, "They have no source of income, how can they give you money?"

"Right." Ivy suddenly remembered, "Over the years, Mom gave her money every month, and you gave her a lot of living expenses too. Those accounts need to be settled."

As she spoke, Ivy glanced at the Hermes bag in the woman's hands, a mocking smile playing on her lips.

For all these years, not only did he never contribute a single cent to the family, but he also pressured his mother into giving so much money under the guise of atonement. Ivy had to make them pay back double for this.

"She gave birth to my son, isn't it normal that I supp