With his mother's support, Nelson spoke resolutely.
"Let's end this marriage. I'll ensure Anstey receives a fair portion of our assets."
My father exploded with rage.
"You'll depart with nothing!"
Rosina retorted, "Why should that be? Nelson, ignore him. Just provide Anstey with a substantial sum and be done with it!"
My father's gaze turned icy.
"A substantial sum? Are you mocking us?"
By this point, I had regained my composure completely.
I recognized the divorce was unavoidable. However, I wasn't going to let them escape unscathed.
My mother delivered a final statement.
"This isn't the appropriate setting for such discussions. We'll engage legal counsel and resolve this properly."
The encounter concluded with animosity.
My parents returned to my hospital room to console me, but I remained unusually collected.
I requested my phone from my mother and began searching through my contacts.
My mother looked perplexed.
"Who are you trying to reach? An attorney?"