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Dealing with a tantrum kid
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Nancy“Peter? Did you do the task I asked you to do?” I asked as I entered my son's room. The ten-year-old boy stood in front of the various computers wearing a headset, entertained as animated images of gunfire and death flashed across the computer screens. I took a look at the boy's room and sighed. “You might as well start tidying your room, darling,” I grumbled, starting to pick up the dirty clothes that were scattered around the room, footballs, expired food, etc. “Why would I do that, Mom? Isn’t Dad paying a bunch of servants to do this work?” replied the boy. “Even so, you still have legs and arms, my little man; you might as well put your dirty underwear away where they belong,” I replied, sighing again, seeing that he wouldn't be leaving the computer anytime soon. “You’re such a grouch, Mom. This is typical of women; Dad was right when he said that you are a bunch of wimps who are only good for housework and serving men,” he said, mirroring what his father always said. I
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Nancy “So does this mean that Ford Buildings was unable to meet the schedule for the first phase of the investment? It's time to cut off their funding then,” I heard my husband say as he came up the stairs and walked down the hall to our bedroom. After dinner, the men of the house always had a conversation by the fireplace while drinking wine and then retiring to their rooms; today was no different. I was nervous because I didn't know how Bruce would react when he saw the surprise I prepared for him. After dinner, I had rushed to tidy the room. “Ha, no that, McCoy. Morton Investment didn't become the best in the region by doing charity and being condescending. I demand that you defund these fucking idiots by tomorrow!” He was shouting into his cell phone, but he stopped in surprise as soon as he opened the door and found red rose petals scattered across the floor and on the large bed, contrasting with the milky white sheets, a table with champagne, chocolate, and even a decorativ
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Nancy“This is a disaster,” said my father-in-law as he paced the living room with his hands on his hips and a dismayed expression on his face. My scream had woken everyone in that house, so now my father-in-law, his wife, Bruce, and I were in the living room to see what we were going to do with the whole situation. “As a prestigious family that we are, we have a reputation to uphold in this city, so a cheating scandal could very well ruin our name,” said the man, basically worried about the family business. “It’s not that deep, Dad. We're fucking billionaires; these bastards would still lick our balls under any circumstances,” said Bruce, clicking his tongue. He was sitting next to me on the couch, relaxed with his legs apart as always, shaking one of his legs like he was a little annoyed at being caught. I was on the other side of the sofa, curled up in the corner, covering myself tightly with my nightgown, staring at the floor, still having the vivid image of the sex scene I witne
Love Under Fire Set me free
Nancy“Is this serious, mom? Are you seriously going to leave Dad and me and go away?” asked my son as soon as he entered the room. I was packing my suitcase to leave. “Oh, son,” I said, going over to him and hugging him tightly. “I'm sorry you're facing this difficult time. I'm really sorry, my dear…”“You don’t have to leave, Mom,” he pleaded. “Stay with us.”“Unfortunately, I have to go,” I said to him, caressing his face. “Are you going to leave me here alone?” He asked. I shook my head, feeling my saddened heart. “You can come with me, Peter,” I suggested, and he moved away from me. "No! You have to stay here and not leave. Do not be selfish. Who will take care of me? It’s not fair for a mother to abandon her child,” he said, and I felt accusation in his words. “It was your father who told you to say those things, right?” I asked, stepping back. “Yes, and he is right, but you still want to leave me alone here. I hope you suffer, you bitch!” he shouted and ran out of the roo
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NancyThere was a bus stop five hundred meters from the Morton property. I always looked at that empty and little-used place whenever I was in my husband's family's private car heading into the city to do everyday things like shopping or going to my schoolchildren, and today I dragged my suitcase to that bus stop and sat there waiting for public transport to show up. But where was I going? It didn't take long for me to realize the difficulty I was going to face, in having a place to go. Where was I going? What would I do from now on? I realized that I was so comfortable in my marriage that I never thought about myself individually. How would I survive a divorce? I was a thirty-eigth-year-old woman who had practically never worked in my life, as I had spent half my life taking care of my husband and children. But now that I was separating, how was I going to survive in this world alone? By the time I left the Morton house, I hadn't even stopped to think about it. I just desperately wa
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NancyThe ringing of my cell phone woke me up, and I felt my lamp, picked up the device, and saw that my daughter was calling me. “Hi, my love,” I said as soon as I answered, rubbing my face with my hand, still drowsy. “Hello, Mom? Haven’t you come home yet?” Amber asked on the other end of the line. "Um… Not yet, darling,” I replied a little fearfully. It had been two weeks since I was at my friend Lanie's house. "Um... Okay? When do you plan to return?” She asked in a somewhat petulant manner. I sighed. “To be honest, I don’t even know if I’m going back… I actually don’t intend to go back, sweetie,” I replied, being frank. Obviously, I wasn't planning on going back to Bruce after everything he did to me, and I was amazed that my daughter was asking me that question. “Look, Mom, I know what you’re going through. Seriously, I know exactly what you're going through because I've been cheated on too. Do you remember Kenny, my ex-boyfriend?” She asked, making me frown as I tried to
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Nancy"What? Give it back in kind and make him taste his own medicine? What are you suggesting, Lanie?” I asked, being a little dumbfounded. She and I were still at the dinner table, and she had just suggested that. She shrugged now. "Yes. Didn't your husband go to bed with someone else? Then you also go to bed with another man, and then you become equals,” she explained, making me gasp. “How can you suggest such a thing? Do you think I'm such a vulgar woman up to this point? Do you think me going to bed with another man will solve things for me?” I asked, shocked that she was suggesting such a deviant thing. “It probably won't solve anything, but it will make you feel a little better. What is it? Do you think Bruce deserves happiness after all these years he played with you?” She retorted. “But that doesn’t mean I’m going to smudge my body by getting involved with someone I don’t know just to get revenge on him,” I countered. Lanie laughed, waving her hand. “I don't see it smudg
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NancyThe following afternoon, I decided to make a delicious dinner for my friend as an apology for what had happened between us in the fitting room of that clothing store. I understood that Lanie only wanted the best for me; it was hurting her to see me as low as I was. She was trying so hard to help me that it was time for me to thank her in some way. So I decided to make steak with mashed potatoes, some typical food, to remind her of home. I was seasoning the steak to cook when my cell phone rang, receiving a call. I picked up the device to see who was calling me, and my blood froze when Bruce's name was there on the screen. Likewise, I dropped the device on the kitchen counter and recoiled my hand as if I had been stung by a bee. Why the hell was this man calling me? What did he want for me? Couldn't he see that I hated him now and that I was repulsed? Disturbed, I picked up the cell phone again and answered at once. "What do you want?" I asked dryly. “You really lost track of
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