Mom is exclusively mine -Chapter 5

The woman’s crying was like a sharp knife piercing my heart, ruthlessly cutting my flesh. I seemed to have not yet gotten enough of this pain. I watched the woman in front of me crying and shouting my name, letting the tears slide down my cheeks… “Don’t cry, mom, you feel wronged! But I feel more wronged! Do you know why I have been avoiding you for the past two years?”

“Wow…” The crying finally stopped and turned into sobbing. My mother looked at me with tears in her eyes.

“Because I want to get away from your shadow!”

“Um … why … why?”

“You started working as a prostitute when I was in primary school, right? There are so many people doing this in the world, but you made it known to everyone. Haha! I, your son, from primary school, junior high school to high school, all my classmates and teachers knew that I had such a mother.

I ate better and wore better clothes at school, and had a little more pocket money, but some people secretly said behind my back that it was the money my mother earned from selling her clothes. Some even said in front of me that I came from a wealthy family and had a lot of money!

Yes, you are good-looking and have a good figure. If other people’s mothers are good-looking, they will envy and praise you, and always have a bit of respect. But many classmates in the village and town who know you and have met you, secretly fantasize about you, swear, and say that you can get money … Haha! Do you know? For these trivial things, how many times have I fought and beaten up how many people since I was a child? When I was in high school, basically no one dared to mess with me. Isn’t it awesome?”

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry … Mom is sorry for you … wuwu…”

“You are only sorry to my dad, not to me. Over the years, you have given me so much money, and the material satisfaction I have is better than most of my classmates.

I don’t dare to blame you, I just blame myself for being too sensitive and fragile, and I can’t stand any gossip. So, when I went to college, I became much more confident after the new environment without the people I knew before and finally without these bad things.

But every time I see you, I always recall those shadows from my childhood to my youth. So, I decided to stay away from you. Knowing that you would definitely go back to your hometown during the Spring Festival, I deliberately took time to go back during the weekdays and found excuses to stay away during the Spring Festival.

Haha! Isn’t that smart?”

The shadow of depression that I had from childhood to adulthood was released without any scruples in front of my dearest mother. At this moment, watching my mother lower her head and wipe away tears, not daring to look directly at me, I did feel a sense of pleasure of revenge in my heart.

My mother sat on the edge of the bed with her head down, looking pitiful. The deep cleavage created by her big breasts was exposed to my sight. From this high vantage point, I could see almost most of her round breasts clearly.

After a slightly hysterical outburst, I felt a little relieved. At this moment, the previous drunkenness and the impure original purpose caused me to suddenly have evil thoughts. Especially the mother in front of me who was unaware that not only did she expose most of her breasts, but her body-shaping dress was also extremely sexy.

The perfect body curves were outlined, and she was beaten to a pulp by my son’s words. Her mood fluctuated so much that she didn’t care about her image. The hip-wrapped short skirt only covered her sexy hips, and only covered her thighs in front. In this sitting position, I could just appreciate her perfect white thighs.

In addition, she was crying so hard just now, and maybe she didn’t pay attention to it, so her skirt was pulled up a few centimeters. As a result, when she opened and closed her legs, I could see the general appearance of her purple underwear…

At this moment, my breathing quickened. Thinking about her profession, today’s awkward and ambiguous encounter, and my resentment towards her, I started to feel more and more uneasy. The devil in my heart began to slowly unleash…

If my mother looked up at me at this moment, she would probably be shocked, because my eyes would definitely be filled with anger and hatred mixed with strong desire. Ha! With her rich experience, she must be most familiar with the state of male lust.

“I’m sorry … John, I didn’t know … you actually…” My mother had stopped sobbing, but she lowered her head and still didn’t dare to look up at me. After a while, her emotions calmed down a lot, and she continued: “Actually … Mom hasn’t been a prostitute for several years.”

“Oh?”