I received an urgent call from my son’s teacher, saying that someone claiming to be the child’s biological mother was causing trouble at school. I immediately floored the pedal, racing to the school.
I’d been divorce for 5 years, but I was the one who always managing our son’s education. I didn't expect to encounter such trouble today.
I tried to contact my ex-husband Matthew Jones several times, but there was no response.
Over the years, he has hardly cared about our son's school matters and probably doesn't even know where his son's class is.
So I held my phone tightly, ready to call the cops at any time. If needed.
Before I even reached the classroom, the noise coming from inside seemed to have shattered the entire building.
A woman was screaming furiously, each insult louder than the last.
"We are all mothers, here, so you should understand my feeling. Don’t blame me for wasting your time for this meeting cause I can no longer tolerate it!"
“She sent me dirty messages and photos in hotel on Instagram and their credit card statements. She even spent out all the travel fund I prepared for my son!”
"What an insult to my dignity that, today, she dared to this parent meeting! Like I’m some ghost! How could I tolerate it!""
"As a celebrity, I cannot bear this any more! I need to give her a lesson or I won’t be able to live with myself!’
When I walked to the door of the classroom, a group of parents were already irritated by her words.
"Such a beautiful woman and yet be cheated by her husband? Well, does he want Aphrodite or what? Go do what you wanna do! We won’t tell a thing! She deserves it!"
" Homewrecker should be punished and should be exposed to the whole world!"
"Livestreming now and show everyone what she really is! That might also help you get more followers."
The more I listened, the more I more I felt off.
I quicken my pace. I saw my ex-husband's new girlfriend, Caroline Clark at the door of the classroom.
She looked furious and was complaining to a group of excited parents. I immediately took out my phone and tried to contact Matthew.
Three calls, no response.
I had no choice but text him.
"What's wrong with you again and your girlfriend, She’s now causing a scene in our son’s class"
I don't f*cking care about your fancy love, but you'd better remember, DO NOT AFFECT MY SON'S FUTURE. If you can't clean up this thing, you will never ever see our son any more."
Just as I sent out the message, my hair was suddenly yanked hard!
Before I could react, Caroline dragged me into the classroom.
A heavy kick in to back sent me sprawling to the floor.
I looked up and saw that the phone camera was pointed right in my face.
Caroline yelled, "Everyone, this is the mistress I was talking about!"
"She was hiding at the door just now, too scared to come in! She knows she’s up to no good."
"How shame you are to this in your age uh?"
With that, her nails deeply digged into my scalp making me hard to breathe, not even to explain myself.
"You misunderstood, I'm not the homewrecker, I'm…"
Before I could finish, she slammed her purse hardly into my face.
Blood bleeding from my nose and my phone gone away which I planned to call the police.
She took my phone on her hand, "Still not admit that’s not you right? This is the phone my boyfriend bought me! I have all the receipts! Just pay me in court!"
I wanted to explain that this was the same model my son asked him to buy, and he wanted mom and dad to use the same one.
I opened my mouth ,immediately smell of blood rushed into my airway, and I couldn't control myself coughing fit that followed.
Caroline looked up at the parents around us and said angrily, "Did you guys see that? I just hit her lightly and she acted like this!"
"No wonder she can seduce men! She looks like a vixen! Full of experience and knowledge… "
I coughed until my face turned red and my eyes became bloodshot.
The parents in the classroom looked at me with poisonous and vicious eyes.
I quickly recovered, swallowed the frustration in my heart.
With a sullen face, I said " Caroline Clark , I repeat, I'm not a mistress, your behavior today is really out of line!"
After all, she is my son's future stepmother. I always want to avoid a fallout that will make things ugly in the future.
If she holds a grudge against me, my son will be the one to suffer.
As a mother, I will endure what I can.
I didn't expect that when she heard what I said, anger appeared on her face.
She shoved the camera even closer to me.
"Did you see that? She is still threatening me even now!"
"Today, let everyone see the what she really is you old hag!"
With that, she took out another mobile phone and turned it on in front of the camera.
Soon, several photos of my son and I going to the amusement park appeared in front of me.
Caroline snorted, "This old bitch actually had her sights to my son! You’re old enough to be my son's grandmother! You really have no shame!"
"You’d even seduce my son just to climb the ladder. I'm warning you now. If you touch my husband and son again, I'll rip your face off!"
I furrowed, lose of even a word.
I just dress more professionally on a daily basis and don't like makeup. I didn’t look as ugly she said for being in for my thirties, right?
Didn't Matthew explain to her where the photo came from?
Seeing my silence, she said coldly: "Nothing to say? Everyone, Get her!"
"Rip her face apart to see what else she can use to seduce any more!"
A group of women rolled up their sleeves and closed in.
I hurriedly tried to explain. While I opened my mouth, the blood scab on my lip, making me gasping in pain.
"You all got wrong! I am the child's biological mother! Matthew Jones is my ex-husband, and we have been divorced for 5 years and have no romantic ties anymore! It's me that take care of the child most of the time-"
Before I could even finish, Caroline glanced at me and laughed scornfully.
"Biological mother? Do you think I’m an idiot!"
"I'm about to marry into the Jones family. Don’t you think that I’d know his ex-wife died long time ago?"
"What kind of ex-wife are you? You are just an old babysitter who takes care of my son. You are such a nobody!
Today I’ll teach you a lesson or you really don't know who you are!"
I was stunned speechless.
I never imagined Matthew would say I was dead just to avoid trouble!
I was so anxious that I was sweating profusely and frantically asked the parents around me for help to call the police.
But no one paid any attention.
Everyone acted as if they were watching eagerly a drama.
Someone even took out a pencil case from his desk drawer and smashed it on my head.
Eraser crumbs were all over my hair.
Caroline’s face was completely gloomy now.
Anger burned in his eyes as she was about to step forward to attack me.
I hurriedly spoke up, "Let me call my son's grandmother! I'll put it on speakerphone and you can listen!"
Caroline Clark's eyes flashed with suspicion and she threw my phone back in front of me.
"You're gonna dead if you play tricks on me!"
While I was dialing, Caroline 's girlfriends eyed on me like hungry tigers.
The phone rang, my heart was in my throat.
The next second, the call was cut off – I’d been blocked.
My phone fell to the ground and my face turned pale.
Caroline sneered, "Matthew's mother probably thinks you're making prank calls and you're still putting on an act,"
Thinking of my son, my eyes lit up again.
"Wait, where's my son? He can prove it for me. I'm here today just for him to attend the parent-teacher meeting!" I said.
Caroline quickly stepped forward and slapped me hard in the face.
"That's enough! I warned you have no right to mention my son! Stay away from him, you old witch! You are fired!" She shouted.
I heard from the discussions of the parents around me that all the students in the class were taken to the office by the head teacher.
That’s why the head teacher hasn’t shown up yet.
She was already too overwhelmed to manager those kids.
There really is no one who can vouch for me right now.
I didn’t even have my ID card with me either.
I was sweating with anxiety, but Caroline didn't even give me a second to think.
With just a glance, her girlfriends started smashing things in the classroom.
The crazy and out-of-control behavior forced the parents to leave the classroom.
Caroline pointed the live camera around the classroom, showing the tables and chairs fell to the ground and broke into pieces, and the white paint on the wall was hit and fell off.
In just five minutes, the intact classroom became a mess.
The front and back blackboards were splashed with red paint, looking terrifying.
Seeing this, she laughed even more wildly.
She spoke to the camera: "This old hag said she would attend my son's parent-teacher meeting on my behalf. Today I will give her an unforgettable one!"
I couldn't help but speak up to stop her: "You will regret when Matthew know this!"
"You know what you are doing right now? When the truth is revealed, you will be truly done!"
She clutched her chest exaggeratedly with fake expression on her face.
"Girls, this mistress is threatening me. I'm so scared! She stole my man and now she wants to walk all over me!"
With that, she stepped forward, picked up the clutch bag and hit my head again.
With a few heavy blows, my head was concussed so much that I couldn’t think.
The dull pain made me see stars.
She stormed out angrily in her high heels.
More and more parents gathered outside, and people from the neighboring classes were drawn over. Many of them had already picked up their phones and started recording.
My weak cries for help were drowned out by the insults.
I couldn't even get up to get my phone back to call the police.
I struggled to prop up myself up and just as I touched the edge of the phone, I was hit hard on the back.
Caroline stood in front of me with an angry face, holding a mop with a disgusting yellow stain on.
"Run? Where do you want to run to uh?"
"The only one who can leaving this place today is me!"
She beat me and I fell to the ground, my eyes fixed on the crowd watching outside the window.
Everybody was cheering for Caroline.
I had become the target of accusations..
There is no place to stand in the huge classroom.
Her best friend walked up to me and kicked me hard.
My body felt limp and weak, powerless flesh.
"That'd let her off lightly! She wants to attend a parent-teacher meeting right? Let's give her a chance!"
Under Caroline's bloodthirsty and excited gaze, she said, "Drag her to the broadcasting room and make her admit to the whole school that she is a homewrecker!"
I widened my eyes in horror, shaking my head desperately.
Two girls grabbed me out from under my armpits and lifted me up.
My lower body was dragged on the ground, my skirt gradually tearing, revealing the flesh-colored fabric underneath.
As I struggled, the car keys fell out from my pocket.
Caroline's eyes instantly turned bloodshot.
She picked it up angrily and threw it to my face. The key ring stabbed into my eye, instantly turned red.
"This is my husband’s card, isn't it? I saw the vehicle's factory information on his phone! You have quite a big appetite don't you?"She yelled.
But that was just part of the property given to me during the divorce.
Caroline was beyond to listen the explanation.
Her gaze became increasingly sinister.
A parent who was watching the drama spoke up.
"Is it the car downstairs? I think I saw her get out of the car just now! She actually drove the car directly in, not even afraid of hitting a kid. This kind of person is heartless!"
The moment she finished speaking, Caroline rushed to the railing and looked down.
