Cheat With My Boyfriend Best Friend

Chapter 653 Why Do You Speak Disrespectfully to Mom?

Charlie's POV:

In the morning, my wife prepared a delicate breakfast for meText property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

After the family had breakfast, my wife went to take my son to school, while I went to the office

At night, our whole family would stay in one bedroom

My son would cling to me before bedtime, asking me to tell him stories, while my wife would gently urge us to go to sleep quickly

This might be the daily life of many families, but 1t was the warm scene that I have longed for

But in the past, I never dared to dream that such a scene would become a reality in my life

I cherished everything I had immensely, especially this morning when Olive suggested taking Meteor to school, a happy family of three reappeared in my eyes

I thought our life would continue like this, simple yet happy

Before my fantasy could become even more real, I heard the sound of the office door being knocked

To be honest, ever since Aaron came to see me a few times, I have developed a deep fear of the office door being knocked

This sounded embarrassing, but everything stemmed from my fear of losing Olive's heart

However, the person who came in from outside was not Aaron. It was my driver George. He politely waited for the secretary to open the door for him before coming in to greet me

"Mr. Marilyn, Meteor has gone to school safely, and I have also sent Madam back home."

It was just a simple report that made me lift my head from the documents and look at him with some surprise

It was not necessary for him to report this to me in person

But George made a special trip, and my intuition told me that he had more than just a simple matter to report

Sure enough, feeling my gaze, George's eyes flickered

He didn't seem to have figured out how to say what he wanted to say next, but I didn't want to make any more meaningless guesses. So I asked directly

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"Didn't you do it well? After sending Olive home, your work for today will be done. Is there anything else you want to say to me?"

George hesitated for a moment, seemingly organizing his thoughts

After I raised my eyes again to him, indicating that my patience was slowly diminishing, he finally hesitated and spoke up

"No, Mr. Marilyn, my work today was satisfactory, but there seemed to be some issues during the process. I think it is necessary to report to you."

I furrowed my brow, sensing that what he was about to say wasn't something good

To be honest, I initially thought that Olive had encountered some issues on her way to take Meteor to school, but I never expected the biggest problem to arise with Meteor

I couldn't hide my surprise when I heard George say to me that Meteor yelled at Olive today, telling her not to want her to be his mother

My son had always been obedient and sensible

Even in the past, when I asked him to go and be friendly to Olive, he never refused me

It could even be said that with his help, my relationship with Olive was able to reach where it was today

After Olive lost her memory, she voluntarily

considered herself a member of this family. I was happy about it, and of course, I thought Meteor would be very happy about it too

But he seemed dissatisfied with the current state of the home, trying every means to keep a distance from Olive, and they were not as close as before

These days, I was filled with expectations for my family. I hoped that we could become a happy and normal family of three. But my son tried every means to break it all. This surprised me and made me very angry

Even though he had not yet celebrated his sixth birthday he was just a five-year-old child

But being young did not give him the right to destroy this family

Moreover, this family became happy, which had only benefits for him. I can't understand why he would do such a thing

But now I had lost my sanity. I was afraid that my dream of having a happy family could not be realized, and I was even more afraid that because of the child's words, Olive would recall those I didn't want her to remember

Yes, I admit that I was selfish. At that moment, I desperately wished that Olive could remain in this state of amnesia, not remembering anything, and start over with me

So that evening, I hardly waited until the end of work. Estimating that Meteor had already been picked up from kindergarten, I left the company unusually early and went straight to the children's room when I got home. I pulled Meteor, who was drawing, off the chair, and

loudly questioned him, "Why did you speak disrespectfully to Mom?"