When Mom Burned, I Left My Cheating Husband

Chapter 3

"Eunice, you're looking for Jason, right? This address is his mom's place. I just checked with him, and he said his mom is fully aware of all the fire safety risks around the house—there's no way anything could go wrong," Edward said in a smug tone.

"Did you really dial 911 just to track down your husband? Please don't take this the wrong way, but men need a little breathing room without our wives suffocating us. You shouldn't be so controlling. Even if he really did something wrong, cursing his mom to get back at him is totally out of line."

I took a deep breath, cutting off his endless lecture.

"I don't care where Jason is right now. Get every other member of your team here to put out this fire—now, immediately, this instant! Lives are on the line, Edward. I don't have time to mess around with you!"

For Jason's sake, I had always been gentle and amiable with these people before. I had never spoken to them so harshly.

Edward was stunned by my shouting, and a hint of panic crossed his face.

"Eunice, you really aren't just calling for Jason?"

"I don't give a damn about him! Hurry up and get here. If you don't come soon, his mom is really going to die!"

Hearing him scrambling to round up the team to respond to the fire, I let out a small sigh of relief.

Only after hanging up the phone did I realize my back was completely soaked with sweat.

I had never expected that Jason would go this far.

His teammate must have recognized the address as his mother's and called him to confirm.

Jason didn't even bother to verify the situation before straight-up stopping them from coming.

Was he really not afraid that something would happen to his own mother?

After all, she was the one who had raised him single-handedly.

Jason's father had also been a firefighter. He was only just in his early thirties when he died a heroic death in a massive fire.

His mother had cried nearly all her tears dry, but she pulled herself together for his sake. She opened a small shop on her own and raised him through all kinds of hardship.

Jason once said his mother was the most important person in the world to him.

Back then, he and I hadn't made our relationship official yet. On hearing those words, I even wondered if he might be a mama's boy. But after I actually got to know my mother-in-law, I realized she was such a warm, lovable person.

She treated me as warmly as if I were her own daughter, and never stuck her nose in my business with Jason unprompted.

We had been married for five years and had no children, but she never pressed us about it. Instead, she told me not to worry about it, saying that if fate allowed, we'd have a kid; if not, it was no big deal.

Whenever Jason upset me, my mother-in-law would take my side and scold him.

She treated me with sincere care, so naturally I did the same for her.

Before the relationship between Jason and me turned sour, he held me in his arms and said, "Eunice, having you and Mom by my side is the greatest blessing of my life."

I just can't understand it. Had Sarah paralyzed his common sense so completely that he could abandon his own family and even cast his own mother's safety aside?

Before I could figure it out, I suddenly heard Madam Ford exclaim in shock. "Hey, hey! Are they coming out? Wait, how did they get out?"