"Little girl, I’m Ethan’s mother."
"Are you mistaken? There’s no way my son would fall for you, let alone your husband’s."
Smack!
As soon as she finished speaking, Clara Lane slapped Mrs. Shaw in the face:
"You old fool! You’re a country bumpkin who can’t even afford pre-made meals, and you still want to pretend to be my husband’s mother?"
"You’re worthy?"
Mrs. Shaw was elderly, and Clara’s powerful slap sent her crashing to the ground.
"Mom!"
I rushed over to help her.
When my father offered a lavish dowry and sought a son-in-law for me, countless people admired his reputation.
Only Ethan Shaw knelt at my door for three days and three nights, tearfully declaring he didn’t want any dowry.
He only begged me to save his seriously ill mother.
It was precisely because of his filial piety that I chose Ethan as my husband.
After we married, I hired the best medical experts to cure Mrs. Shaw’s illness. But after Clara’s blow, Mrs. Shaw, who had just recovered from a serious illness, turned pale. She clutched her chest tightly, her body curled in agony!
"Mom?"
My heart tightened, and I immediately hugged her.
"Mom, are you having heart problems?"
"Medicine! Where’s your medicine?"
Although Mrs. Shaw’s heart disease had been treated, her doctor warned that she couldn’t endure major stress, or her condition could relapse anytime. For that reason, she always carried fast-acting heart pills.
I frantically rummaged through her pockets until I finally found the small brown medicine bottle.
Just as I trembled, unscrewed the cap, and was about to pour out the pills to feed her, Clara stepped forward and snatched the medicine away.
"What’s this? You’re trying to dine for free, pretending to be my husband’s family won’t work, and now you’re faking an illness to scam me?"
"Do you really think you can get away with this?"
"Give me the medicine!"
I stood up and tried to grab it, but the waiters were all Clara’s friends and relatives. Without a word from her, they pinned me down.
My voice trembled with panic as I screamed at Clara:
"She’s really Ethan’s mother!"
"She’s having a heart attack. If she doesn’t take her medicine, she’ll die!"
I explained the seriousness of the situation, hoping Clara would come to her senses. Unexpectedly, she was completely unfazed and even sneered, "How dare you lie? My husband is a respected CEO, and this old woman, dressed in rags, is unworthy of being his mother?"