Yvonne turned around, glaring at my mother. "An explanation? I only let your son work at my company because I felt sorry for him since he came from the countryside. I didn't expect you bunch of country bumpkins to be so blind to your place, thinking I'm interested in your son and trying to cling to me."
As soon as these words were spoken, the entire room gasped. Someone, sympathizing with Yvonne, kicked my mother to the ground. I was already heartbroken by what I saw, but I never imagined my mother would be dragged into this and suffer.
I quickly went over and blocked the second foot that was about to kick my mother, staring angrily as I flung the person away.
My mother lay on the ground, overwhelmed with grief. "Mark, I'm sorry. This is all my fault. I was the one who introduced you to her and brought you together. I never thought Yvonne would be this kind of woman. I'm so sorry. It was your mother who ruined your entire life."
I was ready to walk over and help my mother up, to tell her I never blamed her—that fate plays cruel tricks and when someone wants to be unfaithful, there's simply no stopping them.