Beautiful Lecturer Belongs to the President
Chapter 81

Kia Pov's

Just soared, not because of prestige or popularity. Just because it managed to get a chance to leave, avoiding such an annoying winter. But in the end, the call from the woman I called ‘mama’ broke a million wishes.

After soaking and then in the most expensive perfume spray, but in the end fell in the dirt.

Just a moment ago his tone was so gentle, his apology sounded so sincere. Already this way, it could clearly guess the intentions veiled from him.

“Just five hundred thousand. You certainly have, right?”

In the end, all he thought about was money and money. For some reason, hearing that made the corner of my lips lift. I want to laugh at myself. Fooling with satisfaction for being too stupid.

“I love you a million, after that ..”

My throat choked for a moment, it was very difficult to continue what I wanted to say.

“After that, release me.”

I bet on myself. It was like that, who would he choose?

“Don't cross the line, Kia! Mama only asked for five hundred grand. Did you think I gave birth to you?”

Sick of it, really fed up. Every day is squeezed without knowing the limits. If she wants to put out her fatigue, she always puts me at the center of her nature as a mother.

“Mah, I'd like to speak a few words. Do you want to hear it?”

Without waiting for an answer, I just continued what I meant.

“The day you evicted me, it wasn't so heavy, but it was pretty cold. I'm just a college assistant lecturer. Money alone is only ten dollars, and you evicted me from home without seeing my face.”

“You know, Ma? I almost froze to death out there. Hypothermia and fainting for half an hour on the street. If, at that time, no one would help me. Maybe I've been dead a long time.”

Since then, I hate snow! The cold is so bone-piercing, it even reaches the sum-sum. The cold that tore the whole body apart, I clearly remember.

“Enough! Just tell me the point! You want to love or not.”

Again like this. Press and squeeze without residual. I can hope what the hell?

“Ma, can you please detail all my living expenses from small to ... until last you gave me money to buy a book at school? I want to pay for it, and break up with you!”

“Twenty years I raised you, but you count on me! Child base ...”

“Bolder, unfilial child ... then, what else? Until when did you press and blackmail me like this? All this time, do you care, your children and grandchildren have eaten or not? Do you have a blanket or thick clothes in winter or bad? Or, about your son's job and who took care of Jenny? Every time you call, your sweet mouth just ends up with more money, more money. In your eyes, me and Jenny are there or engak, huh?!”

My heart was too hot, too hot, until it finally evaporated all the burdens that had been stuck in the heart. After this, I didn't care, even though the whole world cornered me as an unfilial child.

Suddenly, from behind, someone grabbed my hand. A warm big hand, as if to spread a fiery feeling of anger.

“I'm disappointed in you!”

The call was cut off just like that after he said that. Who is more disappointed now?

My heart and feelings are collapsing. From the beginning it is clear that when I have spoken, I will definitely try to bring out what is stuck in the heart and what will be obtained. However, despite having prepared mentally before, in the end also still feel pain.

Where is sajen?????!!!!!!!

Don't forget the ritual!