Maria slowly walked up to Jonathan."These past few years, it must have been hard for you to be my son."Hearing her speak softly, Jonathan almost wanted to laugh, but he forced himself to maintain a stern face."I haven't been a good mother. I forced you to do your homework, stopped you from playing video games, and didn't let you eat too much ice cream or junk food. I took away your freedom. Don't worry. From now on, I won't micromanage you anymore. If you like Eleanor so much, go ask her to be your mom. I don't mind at all," Maria said seriously, as if this was her final farewell.Her days were indeed numbered.A liar for a husband, a son who resented her. Her life was a complete and utter failure. Jonathan's face fell, and his brows knitted tightly. "Mom, you're just saying this on purpose because you're angry, right?"Maria averted her gaze, her voice cold. "No, I mean it. If you go call Eleanor 'Mom' right now, I won't mind at all. Just pretend I never gave birth to you."
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