Married a Stranger After His Betrayal

I'd been with Ethan for seven years before my mom finally agreed to meet him.

At dinner, the moment my mom raised her cup, Ethan's phone rang.

He glanced at the screen and gave my mom an apologetic smile. "Just a moment, I need to take this call."

That moment turned into forty minutes.

The food on the table had long since gone cold.

When he came back, his jacket reeked of women's perfume.

My mom said nothing. She just looked at me. The disappointment in her eyes hurt more than any words of blame ever could.

Ethan sat down beside me and ruffled my hair.