Leave My Son Alone

POV: Victoria

“How could you afford so much food, Vee?

Did your billionaire boyfriend give you some money?” Claire teased me when I got back with a bowl of chicken soup, some rice, and some fruits I found in Ralph’s refrigerator. I was so pissed at him for calling me mean names and treating me so badly before his staff. I did not just pack my soup like he ordered, I packed way more than that. I raked his fridge and took whatever I wanted.

I loaded my bags with enough food to last is a while. When I walked past him, I half expected him to stop me from leaving with his food and groceries. But he only scoffed and called me a gold digger. I didn’t flinch at his words this time, I think I’m getting used to it already. He can call me whatever he likes, but I have enough food to take care of my family until I resume work on Monday.

“You should not have asked him for money for our groceries. We were doing just fine without him, don’t sell yourself cheaply. Don’t make him think you are simpl