Bastard

Felice's eyes turned red. She took a few deep breaths and didn't say anything else. She just bent her back and walked out. When Jaquan saw her back, he discovered that his mother was already old. She didn't have a straight back like when she was young, and her hair had turned gray as well.

She walked out of the study and said in a hoarse voice, "You've grown up, and I can't mess with your life. You can make your own decisions on these matters, and your dad and I will get used to it."

They compromised.

Jaquan was not happy in his heart. Instead, he felt a surge of bitterness. He walked to the door and hugged Felice. "Mom, I'm sorry." After a pause, he said, "Thank you..."

Jaquan knew how many concessions his mother had made and how much gossip she had to endure behind his back for accepting a daughter-in-law who had a child. It was only for the sake of fulfilling her son's wish.