“Sure, sweetie.” That was Liam’s mother.
This one has been gross ever since. I only met her twice when Liam and I were dating. Back then, I was still hoping, wishing, and praying that fate would shine brightly on us. But it didn’t, and I guess she was at the moon when I was gone from her son’s life. Now she must be cursing whatever brought us together again. And if she is doing so, if she wants to blame it on anyone, then it should be this b***h that seems to have cast a spell on them. If only she tried to be human to Liam, I would not be here. My face would not be irritating their asses right now.
“Umh, son?” Mitch’s mother turns to Liam, who is astounded beside me. He also does not respond to her verbally, but he shifts his gaze to her. “Won’t we get at least a cup of tea in this house
