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Viewer discretion advised. Despite being abused by his mother, Sain finds himself cherishing her even more. But his mother is always ridiculed in their town for being a maniac. How will Sain protect his beloved mother from the disgusted eye of the society?

Akira_Kei_ · Realistic
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Chapter 34 Rosalyn (pt 2)

I took him in and showered him with all the love and care there was. He was also a very polite and humble boy. He'd do anything to help me.

My first year in the university also went very well. I was getting recognised by the professors.

It was the best year of my entire life.

By the end of the second year I made many friends and even worked as an assistant professor. I would work hard to raise Sain and Sain would work his best to do all the house chores so that I could relax. My life took a perfect shape.. until.. that boy came into my life.

There was one of my classmates who was also an assistant professor alongside me. We were pretty good friends. He'd even drop me to my home if it got too late. I had taught Sain to hide in case any of my classmates said they wanted to come though I was sure no one would want to.

But that boy, that classmate of mine, would often drop me off. Though he wouldn't go inside my house, he would only turn back from the streets.

One night, as he was dropping me off,

Sain rushed out and yelled. "Mooom! Mooom! I was soooo worried! Why did it take you sooo long?"

I turned pale. He called me mom in front of my classmate. I taught him not to! I tried to convince him that Sain wasn't my son, but Sain tilted his head and deadly glared at me.

"What are you saying mom? I'm not your son?"

It was then I realised something was wrong with him. It was deliberate.

Afterwards it spread all around the university. I lost all the respect I had. Everyone looked at me with those doubtful and pitiful eyes.

I felt like I was stripped in public and everyone saw me naked!

My university life was ruined. Sain would everyday accompany me to the university. He kept his watchful eyes on me.

I was always on his surveillance!

How pathetic I could be to be scared of an 8 year old boy!

After I passed university i looked for jobs. But I couldn't continue any of my jobs because of Sain. He wouldn't let me work late or let me go on business trips. I was always shackled by him.

I consoled myself all those years because I knew what Sain went through and he might be traumatised to be left alone again. I convinced myself that. But his behaviour was nowhere as normal.

There was one time he raised a brick on a woman because we argued for the park seat spot. He even bashed the face of one of his classmates because they called me too young.

I was terrified that I might've raised him wrong. Where did I go wrong?

If I told him that he was wrong he'd tilt his head and only say.. "You don't like me anymore mom? I did those for you so that you don't leave me alone again."

I was scared. Is a child supposed to say that after hitting his classmate until they bled?

I tried to make him hate me. I used every method but he stuck to me like a leech.

I once started to cook horribly so that he'd get angry and leave me alone.

He ate all of those and even said it was good!!

He's a psycho! He won't ever leave me alone!

I tried mixing sedatives in his food in order to escape while he slept.

After he ate, he said.. "The medicine is very effective. I'm so sleepy.."

He knew! He knew but he still ate it! I don't even know where he was keeping an eye on me. I couldn't bring myself to escape.

I was starting to lose myself. Under those circumstances, I met Arran.

Arran was a supportive gentleman. He accepted that I had a son and still wanted to have a family with me along with Sain.

The longer he stayed with us, the more he realised how frustrated I was. He understood that Sain was beyond help. "That child is a disaster! You can never be happy with him in your life".

I knew that Arran! I knew! But I can't just throw him away after all these years.

We even tried to escape together leaving Sain behind. Somehow he'd find us.

"Mom… are you leaving me again? How could you do that to me?!"

How?! How does he find us every time?!

At the long last, Arran rented a house only for the two of us, saying that Sain should live here. We would of course provide him with money and support.

"But if you want the better for Rosalyn, you should stay out of her life, Sain."

"I don't believe that mom is okay with this decision." He looked at me. "Mom.. do you agree with him?! Am I ruining your life?! If I am just tell me so! I'll live like I don't exist.. but please don't leave me alone again!"

"Rosalyn!" Arran scolded me. "He's just manipulating you! Say that you don't want him anymore! I'm here! We'll build another family! We'll have our own children!"

I couldn't agree with Arran.

Sain scoffed and looked back at him. "See. You're the one manipulating mom."

Arran got irritated and got up. He grabbed my wrist.

"Rosalyn. I'll hear no more words. I don't care what that boy says.. we're leaving!"

"But!"

"I've already made all the arrangements. It is not even necessary to pack anything!" He pointed at Sain. "And you! Don't you dare follow us!"

He pulled me which hurt my wrist. "Ow! Arran!"

Suddenly Sain swung the knife on his hand that grabbed mine. Arran immediately left my hand and shoved Sain away. It was so forceful that he collapsed with the wall.

"I said don't come!"

Sain got up and grabbed Arran by his feet. He wasn't intending to beg him, but pulled his feet so that Arran would fall. They both got into a brawl. Sain was frail.

But Arran showed him no mercy and beat him with all his might.

I couldn't bear to watch them like that. I felt the need to stop them. I tried to step in but Arran shoved me away as well.

It anguished Sain and he also landed a few hits on Arran.

What should I do? What should I do?!

I found a stick and picked it up. I need to stop them or someone might die!

I swung the stick unintentionally hard.

It connected and landed on Arran.

He stopped hitting Sain and collapsed on the floor.

I dropped the stick and gasped.

What have I done?!