After My Father Died, I Was Sentenced to Death by My Mother

After becoming a father, I no longer had a home. Mom hung up on my distress call. "Stop acting, even if you do, I won't forgive you." Ye sneered coldly. "If it weren't for you, how could I have lost my dad?" On the eighth day after my death. My mother, a snow sculptor, is making giant snow sculptures in the studio. …