While we were there, he seemed completely distracted, his mind elsewhere.
I asked cautiously, "Ashier, are you not having fun? Should we head home?"
The moment I said that, he tensed up. "No! I love it here! Don't go home!"
But I could tell something was wrong. "Baby, your face looks pale," I said. "Let's head back so you can rest."
I took his hand to leave, but he yanked it away.
That's when I squinted. "What's going on at home?" I asked, my voice turning cold.
At that, he couldn't hold it in any longer. His face turned red, and he exploded. "You think I want to spend time with you? You're so annoying!"
He raised his voice even more. "If it weren't for Dad saying Mitch is going to give me a little sister, I wouldn't even bother coming with you!"
What the heck? In broad daylight, Jonas couldn't even hold his lust! He even used our son to send me away so he could fool around with Mitch!
Anger surged inside me, but I stayed calm on the outside. Even as Ashier kept hurling insults, telling me I shouldn't have been his mom, I forced him into the car and drove home.
The moment we got to the door, I heard it...