My Mother Prefers Her Boyfriend Over Her Own Child

Would someone come to save me? But instead, eight security guards sprayed me with artificial rain. As the filthy liquid hit my face, endless humiliation seemed to seep through my skin, relentlessly shredding my dignity.

I was her son! How could she treat me like this? About Celine, we had known each other since elementary school and were inseparable all the way through high school.

We confirmed our relationship after the college entrance exam and haven’t fought since then. Celine was someone I could give my heart to.

Why would the two most important women in my life side with that freeloading man? Why did this happen?

My self-esteem felt shattered entirely and my emotional support seemed to be gone. For a moment, I even thought my life had no meaning.

In that dazed state, I remembered what my senior one said. She always advised me that someone deserved punishment if they made a mistake. But we should have lived well if we hadn’t done anything wrong.

Yeah, I hadn’t done anything wrong. Why were my mom and the other punishing me? Why should I punish myself, too?

“Don’t do that!”

William yelled, trying to tear at the security guards, but my mom and Celine quickly pulled him aside.

My mom’s expression was impassive, while Celine hid a smile. William, as usual, occasionally secretly gave me the middle finger.

My mom coldly asked, “Do you realize you were wrong now?”

I replied coldly, “The new project, the new building. They all have special meaning!”

“I know why he’s being so stubborn!”

“Why?”

“He’s the one who pushed and led the new project. He probably feels like it won’t go forward without him, so he’s being so stubborn.”

“That makes sense. He thinks he’s irreplaceable.”

Whispers arose, but these people were clearly not ordinary passersby. William likely arranged them. Sure enough, upon hearing this, my mom immediately sneered with contempt.

“Bertrand, I’m your mother, also the Chairwoman! Do you think you can use a project to control me?”

“Listen carefully, the new project and the new building have absolutely nothing to do with you from this moment on!”

My mom said coldly, “The new project and the new building are now entirely under Uncle William’s control! Anyone can do this project!”

“Agatha, you can’t do this!”

“Bertrand already has a problem with me. If I steal his project now, he’ll definitely hate me.”

“Even if I originally proposed this project in the first place, it’s already been stolen by Bertrand. Oh no, I gave it to him.”

“Anyway, we can’t let Bertrand suffer.”

William stayed firm, but his words made my mom explode again.

“What?”

“You proposed this project?”

“And then this ungrateful son stole it?” My mom was furious beyond words.

“I heard you, Bertrand, went to a top-tier university. What did you study there? Just how to steal projects?”

“No wonder Mr. Kennedy has been so gloomy lately because it turns out his project got stolen.”

“Yeah, that day by the river, I saw Mr. Kennedy almost jump in. I saved him.”

The crowd started gossiping again.

“What? William, you’ve thought about suicide?”

My mom was so heartbroken that she started crying.

William burst into tears too, but insisted firmly, “Don’t blame Bertrand. After all, I was the one who messed up first. I know loving you is a mistake.”

My mom cried as well. The whole crowd enjoyed their lovey-dovey drama.