Cheat With My Boyfriend Best Friend

Chapter 654 Meteor's Rebuttal

Meteor trembled for a moment when I scolded it loudly, then it raised its head and looked at me warily, with a gaze full of distrust

That was not the expression a son should have shown to their father

But I couldn't afford to think any further, my mind was filled with the words he said to Olive today, wondering if they would make me lose her forever

It was not until Meteor stared at me intently, tears streaming down my face, that my attention was once again drawn to him, and I saw the unfinished painting he had placed on the table

To be precise, it was the painting that I

interrupted

Meteor almost filled the small piece of paper with black crayon, but I could still make out that there were originally two people drawn on it, one big and one small

"Dad, I really miss those days when we lived together," Meteor said with tears in his eyes, speaking softly. "I mean, the days when it was Just the two of us."

My body suddenly stiffened

I originally thought Meteor would argue with me, cry out loud, or, in other words, he should deny what he said to Olive

But he didn't, he even admitted in this way what he had said to Olive before, and then turned to persuade me

He still had tears on his face, but when he spoke, he only choked up slightly. He knew I didn't like children who made a big fuss, so even when I pulled him off the chair, he just silently shed tears

My sanity finally returned to my body temporarily. To be honest, everyone would feel soft-hearted seeing his own son being so cautious

I was the same too. But most of the time, I was a serious father

However, at this moment, faced with Meteor's sobbing, especially when he cried and told me how much he missed the days when we lived together as father and son, no matter how angry I was, I couldn't say anything more severe reproach

He was just a five-year-old child who wanted to live a peaceful life with his father. What was his fault?

But I quickly overturned the reasons I had just convinced myself of because there were some things that I simply couldn't understand

For example, Meteor used to really like Olive, and they even got along well before Olive lost her memory

Olive lost her memory, and I wouldn't be surprised by any change in her attitude towards anyone

But how did Meteor change his opinion of Olive in such a short period of time?

I crouched down and tried to make my tone sound as calm as possible, and asked Meteor,

"Tell me, why exactly don't you want Mom to stay? Is she treating you badly?"

"You know, she isn't my mother!"

Meteor's voice suddenly raised a lot, making me nervous all of a sudden

Almost instinctively, I turned my gaze towards the door, and after confirming that Olive was not nearby, I glared at him with a hint of anger

"Meteor! I remind you once again that she is your mother and also my wife. If you continue to speak nonsense, I will send you to Canada, or Germany, or Italy... In short, I will not allow you to destroy our intact family!"

"Dad, what is a complete family?"

Meteor lifted his face, without bothering to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes, and just

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stared straight at me. Then he said some words that I never could have imagined coming out of his mouth before

"Our family is complete, but what about Auntie? And what about those two little sisters? I don't need a mom. I just need you, and that's enough for me. I won't consider her as my mom! She is Molly and Jasmin's mom, not mine! I have already lived for a long time without a mom, I don't want to make other children who have moms like me become poor children!"Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

I didn't know where Meteor learned these long and sentimental expressions, but I knew that he was growing up slowly and learning more and more things. Just like now, he even uses tight logic to persuade me

This made me feel dangerous, the possessiveness and control that used to exist in

Meiling, almost in an instant, were transferred onto our son by me

He was only five years old, yet he was able to use these words to argue with me and even mentioned Olive's two daughters. He knew exactly how to hurt me

So, when he was fifteen or even twenty years old, what kind of son would I be facing?

I dared not continue to think further, because I was well aware that if today's matter could not be resolved, the harmonious family I longed for would never become a reality