Melomiri

My Husband Loved My Bad Acting

Language: en

I was serving dinner when my son accidentally knocked his bowl of soup onto the floor. He stood there, shivering violently, not daring to look at me. "What are you crying for? You can't even hold a bowl of soup steady. You're just as useless as your father!" "Why did I even give birth to you? You're nothing but a drag!"

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