That night, Mom mentioned me in the family group chat, launching into a lecture about morality and virtue, accusing me of being unfilial between the lines.
The so-called peacemakers in the group chimed in one after another, preaching about how I should apologize to my mother and my sister-in-law, as if they were teaching me how to be a decent human being.
I quit the group chat without hesitation.
For a moment, the world went completely silent.
But I didn’t expect that the next day, Mom would call my ex-husband to complain about how “immature and disobedient” I was.
That’s how she found out I was divorced.
I had gotten the divorce certificate just the day before Thanksgiving… after catching my husband in bed with another woman.
When I confronted them, he hit me. He actually did for his damn mistress.
I had wanted to tell Mom about the divorce right away, but she was hospitalized at the time.
Worried about her health, I decided to wait until she recovered.
But while I was at work one afternoon, she suddenly burst into my office, half crying and half furious, grabbing me by the collar.