Love Story7–Chapter 1
As soon as I got home, I found the door wide open, and some unfamiliar dialect echoed from inside the apartment.
Had there been a break in?
Furrowing my brows, I walked inside. The place was a mess–my clothes and belongings were scattered all over the entryway.
My boyfriend, Nelson Jim, stood near the door, muttering something I couldn’t quite understand. It didn’t look like a robbery. It looked more like someone was moving out.
“Nelson, what’s going on?” I asked, still confused.
But Nelson didn’t answer me. Instead, he cleared his throat and called into the bedroom. “Mom, she’s back. Come on out.”
Almost immediately, Evelyn Wat, who I had only met once before, came rushing out. The moment she saw me, her eyebrows shot up.
Take your stuff and get out! I’ve already packed everything for you!”
Honestly, I didn’t understand what was happening. I stood there, bewildered. “Auntie, what are you – saying?”
Evelyn rolled her eyes at me. “Who’s your ‘aunt‘? Don’t call me that.
Let me make it clear: my son is breaking up with you. He doesn’t want you anymore. He’s kicking you out! Do you understand now?”
“Look at you, all prim and proper, acting like some university graduate. Can’t you understand such simple words?”
“Also, I have to say, you’re just a woman who spends all her time shopping. If you don’t fix that habit, you’ll never get married in this lifetime!”
At this point, I finally understood what was going on, but I wasn’t angry. The situation was just too bizarre to be angry about.
After all, just this morning. Nelson had called me “baby” in a soft, loving tone, and only two hours. ago, he was sweet–talking me over WhatsApp.
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How had everything turned so suddenly?
Seeing Nelson standing there, avoiding eye contact, I couldn’t help but frown. “Nelson, are you mute
now?”
Nelson glanced at me, his gaze fleeting, and then hid behind Evelyn, his voice barely above a whisper. “Mom’s just saying what I wanted to say.”
I couldn’t believe it. Nelson had always been the independent one in front of me.
Not only was he smart, handsome, and in great shape, but he didn’t have the typical bad habits that many men did. He’d even wash my clothes, cook, and clean.
One of the things he hated the most was being a “mama’s boy,” which is why I never minded the fact
that our financial situations were different.
I didn’t feel any resentment living in this small apartment, which was barely 200 square feet, with
him.
But now, it was clear: he was, in fact, a mama’s boy. Worse, he was one who was deeply entangled
with his mother!
At this moment, my mind was spinning with a thousand questions. But instead of asking them, I
lurted out,
“You… you’re a mama’s boy? Weren’t you always so independent? Didn’t you do all the chores
⚫ around here?“.
Nelson’s face turned red, and he lowered his head.
But Evelyn, enraged by my words, snapped, “What’s wrong with being a mama’s boy? My son is lucky to have a mother who loves him–don’t you have a problem with that?”
“My son is a fine man. There’s no way he’s going to wash clothes, cook, and act as your servant”
“Let me tell you, I’ve been doing all the housework behind your back.
If it weren’t for my son telling me your family’s well–off and he needed to ‘catch you,‘ I’d never have played the role of your ‘busy maid“!”
It dawned on me in that instant. I’d never seen Nelson do a single thing around the house, and now I realized that it had all been a lie.
I felt cold sweat breaking out all over me–this was a wake–up call.
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it weren’t for their sudden madness today, I would have been completely deceived.
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Noticing my silence. Evelyn seemed to grow angrier. “I’ve never liked you, you know. You’re just at poor girl with average conditions.
How dare you act like a little princess? You don’t have the life of a rich girl, but you’ve sure got the
attitude!”
This was the first time I’d ever heard someone call me “average.”
