UNWORTHY LOVE

CHAPTER 6:BREAKING TIES(FLASHBACK)

The Oscar residence was silent that night, with a stillness that seemed to stretch over the opulent furnishings and gleaming marble floors. Mr. Oscar, father toWilliams II Oscar sat in the living room, his posture straight as he read, his face illuminated by the soft, dim light of a nearby lamp. He had always liked order, control, and a sense of calm. But that peace shattered as William burst into the room, his eyes blazing with an anger Mr. Oscar hadn’t seen before.

“You went too far, Dad,” William said, his voice trembling with barely restrained fury.

Mr. Oscar looked up, barely flinching at his son’s tone. He closed his book slowly, setting it aside. “I have no idea what you’re talking about,” he replied, his voice calm but carrying a cold edge.

William took a step closer, his fists clenched. “You messaged Jessica. You threatened her. You think going behind my back like that is going to make me change my mind?”

Mr. Oscar stood, his eyes narrowing, a flicker of cold anger replacing his usual calm. “You’re being too emotional, son. That girl is nothing but trouble, and I’m trying to protect you from making a mistake.”

Nearby, Rachel, William’s mother, hovered, sensing the tension between her husband and son. She took a few cautious steps closer, her gaze darting between the two men.

“Protecting me?” William’s voice shook with bitterness. “By bullying the person I love? You think threatening her will make me stop seeing her?”

Mr. Oscar’s face remained impassive. “She’s not worth everything you’re throwing away, William,” he said, his tone carrying an unyielding authority. “You have too much potential to waste it on someone who doesn’t belong in our world.”

William scoffed, his frustration breaking through any attempt to hold back. “You don’t get to decide who’s worth it for me! You don’t get to interfere in my life like this!”

Now Mr. Oscar’s voice turned sharp. “Oh, I don’t?” He took a step closer, his gaze hardening. “And who do you think pays for everything you have, William? The car, the apartment, the credit cards?” His voice was low but intense. “You live in my world, and you’ll follow my rules.”

William laughed, the sound hollow. He realized, perhaps more than ever, how his father saw him—as someone who could be controlled, manipulated with the leverage of money. “So, this is what it’s about,” William said, his voice laced with sarcasm. “Control. You think you can just buy my loyalty? Control who I love?”

Rachel stepped in, her voice soft and pleading. “Please, both of you, calm down,” she said, looking first at her husband, then at her son. “This isn’t helping.” She placed a gentle hand on William’s arm, her eyes full of worry. “William, your father only wants what’s best for you.”

But William pulled his arm away. “No, Mom,” he said, shaking his head. “This has nothing to do with what’s best for me. He just wants everything to go his way.” He looked at his father, his face hardening with determination. “Guess what, Dad? I’m not a kid anymore. I don’t need your money or your permission.”

Mr. Oscar’s lips pressed into a thin line. “Is that so?” he asked, his voice cold as ice. He reached into his pocket, pulling out his phone. With a few quick taps, he looked up at William with grim finality. “Your credit cards are canceled. The car?” He smiled without warmth. “I’ll send someone to pick it up tomorrow. And don’t expect any more tuition payments.”

William’s face fell for a split second as he realized the extent of his father’s threat. But he quickly steeled himself, his gaze fierce. He had already come too far to back down now.

“Fine,” he said bitterly, his voice barely above a whisper. “If this is what it takes, I’ll walk out right now. You won’t have to worry about me anymore.”

“Suit yourself,” Mr. Oscar replied coolly. “But remember, once you leave, you’re not coming back.”

William cast a final, pained glance at his mother. Her eyes were filled with unshed tears as she silently pleaded with him to stay, to reconsider. But he had made up his mind. Without another word, he turned on his heel, storming toward the door.

As the door slammed shut, the sound echoed through the empty halls of the house, leaving Rachel standing in silence, while Mr. Oscar turned his back, unyielding and unmoved. In that moment, William’s ties to the world he had always known were severed, leaving him with nothing but his resolve and the determination to forge his own path—no matter the cost.