After My Death, Mother Finally Believes Me
Language: en
A woman accused me of being a mistress, tore my clothes, pinned me to the ground, and slapped me across the face. In a panic, I grabbed an elegant socialite nearby and pleaded for help: "Call the police! I don't even know her husband!" But to my shock, the woman slapped me too: "Chloe, you hooked up with your best friend's boyfriend seven years ago, and now you're a mistress again? Can't you ever change your ways?" That's when I realized the elegant woman was my mother, Victoria, with whom I hadn't spoken in seven years. Mom continued to scold me: "Apologize now! Swear you'll never be a…