I'll only give you one chance.
The two children looked back. Since they were young, Grandma had told them countless times that only mom and grandma truly loved them. As long as they firmly followed mom, dad would bow his head and they would live a good life.
"You don't love us, you only love work and money. You haven't even attended any of our parent-teacher meetings. We don't love you anymore, we want to stay with mom."
My heart felt torn apart. Knowing that they were not my children was one thing, but hearing them say it with their own mouths was another.
Who did I work my ass off for ten years? What did I get for working day and night?
Meanwhile, Mia hid behind the two children and looked at me contemptuously, thinking that I was just a big fool.
She was feeling triumphant, waiting for me to beg her, just like countless times before. She was convinced that the children were my weak spot. But she didn't hear me begging for mercy. Instead, she heard me say in a sinister tone, "Fine, from now on, you don't have to use my last name anymore, you don't have to step into this house, and we don't have to see each other again."