“Six years apart, and your tricks have only gotten more disgusting! Your child is so unlucky to have a shameless mother like you.”
My son couldn’t hold back anymore.
He burst into tears and lunged forward, fists clenched, trying to hit Samuel.
“You’re a big meanie! A horrible person! Mommy is the best! You’re not allowed to talk about her like that!”
I rushed to pull him back, but I was a second too late.
Becky’s eyes flashed, and in the next instant, she bent down and slapped him hard.
The force sent him stumbling into my arms.
His fair little cheek swelled up instantly, a red mark spreading across his soft skin.
His lip split at the corner, blood seeping out.
Rage consumed me.
I lost all reason, shot to my feet, and swung my hand at Becky.
But before I could land the slap, Samuel caught my wrist in a crushing grip.
He squeezed so hard that pain shot through my bones, an audible crack echoing in the air.
Becky seized the moment, shrinking against Samuel’s shoulder, her body trembling as if she had just been terrified.
“I’m sorry, Sam,” she whimpered. “I thought her son went crazy. I panicked and just reacted!
“It’s all my fault. If you want, you can let Loretta slap me back…”
Samuel glared at me, fury burning in his eyes.
“A fatherless brat with only a mother to raise him, yet Becky is still kind enough to pity you!”
He sneered, insisting that I must have taught my son to stage this whole scene.
Getting hit was just an excuse to extort money.
“Loretta Lee, isn’t sixty thousand dollars what you wanted? Apologize to Becky right now, and I’ll lend it to you.”
The fire inside me instantly died the moment he mentioned money.
I lowered my head, swallowing the bitterness and pain that threatened to spill over.
For my son, I had no choice but to bow my head.
“I’m sorry.”
I forced the words out to Becky, my tears falling onto my shoes—only my son noticed.
He stretched his little arms as far as he could, wiping my face with his small hands.
But Samuel never kept his promise.
Instead, he chuckled lowly, a cruel satisfaction lacing his voice.
“I was just playing with you. You should get a taste of the darkness and despair I once went through.”
I bit my lip hard, my eyes filled with agony.
But he only scoffed. “If things are so bad, why don’t you just toss this burden aside like you did me?
“Maybe this little thing will get lucky, just like I did, and find a miracle.”
With that, Samuel took Becky’s hand and walked away without a second glance.
I collapsed onto the ground, numbly gathering the scattered medical report.
He still had no idea.
The miracle he believed in… was the kidney I gave him.
