My Son Called Another Woman Mom, So I Walked Away for Good Chapter 07

My Son Called Another Woman Mom, So I Walked Away for Good Chapter 07

Cormac was waiting at the airport when I returned to Graymont. 

He looked thinner and exhausted. 

“Briar.” 

I kept walking with my suitcase. 

He stepped in front of me. 

“We need to talk.” 

My attorney’s assistant moved between us. 

“Mr. Bellamy, please communicate through counsel.” 

Cormac frowned. 

“This is a family matter.” 

I looked at him. 

“It stopped being a family matter when you let people paint me as the other woman.” 

His face went pale. 

“I didn’t post the video.” 

I stopped. 

“But you cost me that job.” 

“You told employers I was emotionally unstable. You watched 

people tear me apart online and never corrected a single lie.” 

Cormac lowered his voice. 

“I was afraid everything would get out of control.” 

I stared at him. 

“You weren’t afraid I’d be humiliated.” 

“You were afraid Cambria would get hurt.” 

He had nothing to say. 

I walked around him. 

He followed. 

“Kellan wants to see you. He hasn’t been doing well.” 

I stopped. 

“You’re only realizing now that all of this would hurt him?” 

His voice turned hoarse. 

“I know I was wrong.” 

I didn’t turn around. 

“Too late.” 

After returning to Graymont, I didn’t go back to our old house. 

I rented a small apartment near the company I was interviewing with. 

One evening, Cormac was waiting downstairs when I got home. 

He was holding a food container. 

“You haven’t eaten, have you?” 

I barely glanced at it. 

“Take it back.” 

“My mom made it.” 

“Then give it back to her.” 

He stepped closer. 

“Briar, just eat something.” 

I moved away. 

“Cormac, stop putting on a show.” 

He froze. 

A few seconds later, he said, “Cambria and I are done.” 

“That has nothing to do with me. 

“Kellan knows he was wrong too.” 

“That’s his problem.” 

Cormac finally snapped. 

“He’s ten years old. Are you really going to abandon him?” 

I looked up. 

“I never said I was abandoning him.” 

I’ll do everything I’m responsible for as his mother. But I’m not 

going back to that house to be your unpaid maid.” 

Cormac’s eyes filled with tears. 

“Why do you have to say it like that?” 

I gave a quiet laugh. 

“Because that’s exactly what your son called me.” 

He went still. 

At that moment, Ms. Winslow called. 

Kellan had gotten into a fight with another boy and cut the other child’s forehead open. 

The school wanted both of us to come in. 

When we arrived, Kellan was sitting in the office with scratches on his face. 

The second he saw me, he ran over and wrapped his arms around me. 

Mom.” 

My body stiffened. 

I didn’t push him away. 

I didn’t hug him either. 

He sobbed against me. 

“They said Dad had been hiding my new mom somewhere. They said I’m a liar.” 

Ms. Winslow handed us the incident form. 

The other family expect; an apology. They’ve already paid the 

urgent–care bill and are asking to be reimbursed.” 

I glanced at it. 

“Then we’ll reimburse the urgent–care bill, and he’ll apologize.” 

Kellan looked up at me with swollen eyes. 

“Mom, please don’t stop loving me.” 

I looked down at the hands around my waist. 

Those same hands had shoved me at the hotel. 

I gently removed them. 

“We’ll deal with what happened at school first.” 

He stared at me. 

“Mom. I know I was wrong. I really do.” 

“What did you do wrong?” 

“I shouldn’t have called her Mom.” 

“What else?” 

“I shouldn’t have lied to you.” 

“What else?” 

He cried for a long time. 

Finally, he whispered, “I shouldn’t have called you a maid.” 

I nodded. 

“Remember that.” 

He reached for me again. 

I stepped away. 

Cormac stood nearby, the color slowly draining from his face. 

At last, he understood. 

No amount of apologizing was going to make me come home.