The Mutual Salvation Between My Mother and Me

Half a month later, I saved some money and exchanged some wine for my father.

He was addicted to alcohol. When he saw me giving him wine, he burst into laughter.

By the time I walked out the door, he had already started drinking.

After returning home, I thought it was about time, so I took my mother to find him.

She was puzzled. "Didn't you always hate him? Will wonders never cease?"

"Come on, I'll show you what kind of person he is."

Without giving my mother a chance to refuse, I pulled her and ran to his house.

When we arrived, his face was flushed.

He looked at us and handed a glass of wine to my mother.

My mother frowned and pushed it away.

He thought that he had been insulted, so he slapped my mother.

To let her know the real Jackson, I deliberately provoked him.

I said to my mother, "I've told you that he is not a good man. Look at him. He should be single."

He has been unhappy with me for a long time.

But he had to endure me for my mother's sake.

Under the influence of alcohol, he completely lost his reason.

I was kicked by him and flew far away.

He was still not satisfied.

Ignoring my mother's obstruction and my screams, he grabbed a chair and smashed it towards my head.

In the end, it was a passing neighbor who discovered us and stopped the crazy man.

When I came out of the clinic, I was almost wrapped up like a mummy.

I didn't forget to tell my mother, "You see, this is how Jackson Brady behaves when he's drunk. Be careful and don't get involved with him. Otherwise, what happened to me today will happen to you in the future."

In her previous life, she lived like this for a whole 25 years.

Every time my father got drunk, he always found trouble with my mother.

My mother's body was covered in bruises every day.

In several serious beatings, several of her ribs were broken.

At that time, she did consider divorce.

But she and my grandmother relied on each other.

Every time my mother mentioned divorce, he would threaten her by killing my grandmother.

Later, after I was born, he used my life as a threat.

In this life, no matter what it took, I would prevent my father from being with him again.

4

After she went back, she continued to busy herself with housework as if nothing had happened.

I held my grandmother's hand and told her what had just happened.

Looking at the bruises on my face, my grandmother said in fear, "Such a man cannot be entrusted with a lifetime."

I nodded in agreement.

"Lisa is such a good girl. She deserves a better man. You must take good care of her for me and never let her get involved with that man again."

However, my mother seemed to be enchanted by my father.

After he woke up from wine, he knelt in front of my mother's house and shed a few tears.

She forgave him out of soft-heartedness.

I was so angry that I wanted to let the rooster my grandma raised peck open her head and see what was inside.

Just when I was anxious to figure out how to stop them, he came to propose.

My grandma didn't approve of this marriage, but my mother was determined to marry him.

So I came up with another idea.

Although my father was a jerk, he was not bad-looking.

While pursuing my mother, he was also intimate with several other girls.

One of them, a girl named Allison Gray, loved him so much that she couldn't extricate herself.

However, my father disdained her because she was not good-looking.

But even though he didn't like her, he had been entangled with Allison for more than ten years after marriage.

Since he liked to have an affair with her, it would be better to fulfill them.

I invited them to the riverside in their respective names.

As soon as Allison saw my father, she immediately threw herself into his arms.

"Jackson, why did you propose to Lisa? You say you love me."

Although he despised Allison, he didn't refuse her.

Behind the tall reeds, he held Allison tightly and touched her all over.

I thought it was about time, so I excitedly called my mother.

When she arrived, my father and Allison were having sex in the reeds.

My mother blushed, covering my ears with her hand and pulling me back.

"Lisa, did you see that? He's a scumbag. You should stay away from him."

She glared at me and said, "How did you know they were there? And why did he happen to be drunk when you took me there last time? I know what's the deal with missing eggs. Stay out of grown folk's business."

This time, I was really angry.

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.