– I’m your mom! I raised you and I know best what you need! I will never, ever let anyone ruin your life and use you! – I said as I ironed my son’s pants.
– Mom, but I’m an adult now! I have to make my own decisions! – said my son, who was lying on the couch watching TV.
– And I’m not saying that you’re little! But you still need to listen to what I say! I love you very much and I wish you nothing but good! I want you to be so happy!
Then I went to the kitchen and made dinner for me and my beloved son.
– Son, come eat! – I called him.
When he came into the kitchen, I poured him some soup.
– These days all the girls are so bad! And they do not want to cook for a man, and do not want to wash, and do not want to clean the apartment! And you’re stupid, you fall for their tricks! You know, when you meet a girl, you should introduce me to her first! I’ll know right away if she’s right for you or not. I wish you well!
– Mom, what about love? Why are you always talking about soup and cleanliness in the apartment?
– And look how many people get divorced around them! And all because they didn’t listen to their mothers’ advice.
– Well, when I get a girlfriend, I’ll bring her to you so you can meet her! – my son answered me.
I looked at my son carefully and said:
– You say that when a girl appears, you will surely introduce me to her? And why don’t you tell me anything about your Ira?
– And how do you already know about her? – My son was surprised.
– People told me!
– Because I knew that you would not like her, and you will be against our relationship, I did not tell you anything about her! Monica and I are about to have a baby. Congratulations. You’re about to be a grandmother.
– What baby? But she’s eight years older than you. And she has two children by another man!
– I know that. So what? I love Monica! I’ve wanted to tell you that for a long time. In fact, I’m about to move in with her! We’re getting married soon! And I don’t care what you think about it! I’ve made up my mind!
– All right, son, have it your way! – I told my son.
He looked at me with surprise: he hadn’t expected such a reaction. In the morning I even helped my son pack his things. Then my son left. And I stood by the window, looked after him and said:
– You don’t know me very well, my son. I’m not going to let you ruin my life! I know what I have to do!
I had the perfect plan to ruin and end Monica’s relationship with my son. All I had to do was put it into action…
