What the hell did my mother like about him?
I grabbed her arm and shouted at her, "Lisa Waters, are you stupid? That man is a drunkard and has an affair with other women. Why don't you believe me?"
"I'm saving you. Why don't you believe me?"
She looked at the clouds in the sky and held back her tears.
She left a sentence. "I will make my own decisions."
After returning home, I complained to my grandma again.
I couldn't control her. I believe her mother could persuade her.
After a while, there was an argument between her and my grandma in the room.
She cried out, "Mom, I'll do my things! I have decided on Jackson for my whole life. I won't marry anyone else."
My grandma was so angry that she cried loudly, but my mother was apathetic.
I didn't understand why my mother only recognized my father.
Was it because of his face?
I didn't expect my mother to be someone who only cared about appearances in love.
If so, I would destroy his deceitful face.
5
I went to the store and bought acid.
When I found my father, he was drinking with his friends.
They were loudly discussing the women who followed him one after another.
They talked about which woman had a slim waist, soft breasts, and sweet lips.