Behind My Mother’s Second Marriage: I Decided to Avenge Her!Chapter 1
When my mom, fifty years old, remarried, I prepared a house and 30 thousand dollars in cash as a gift.
Not long after the wedding, I received a late-night message from her:
"Reina, are you asleep?"
I was working late on a project.
Since Mom usually went to bed early, I wondered if something was wrong.
Just as I was about to reply, she retracted the message.
Fearing she might be hiding something, I decided to take leave from work, bought a plane ticket, and flew back home.
As soon as I arrived, I spotted a familiar figure at the entrance of the neighborhood.
She was bent over, rummaging through a trash bin.
"Mom?"
I called out in surprise.
She looked up, momentarily stunned.
"Reina, what are you doing here?"
I dropped my suitcase and ran to her, pulling her into a tight hug.
"I missed you."
Mom looked thinner than before.
As she straightened up, I saw her trying to discreetly wipe away tears.
Looking down at the pile of drink bottles at her feet, I was puzzled.
"Mom, why were you collecting plastic bottles? If you needed money, you should have told me."