Why

"What the hell did you do, mother!" Gael entered the room so rabid about the damage his mother had caused, those problems could have been avoided. Even if she managed to get him back, his mother was the only one to blame for his agonizing years. "Why, tell me!"

Her voice rang so loudly in the room.

That space seemed like it was going to be torn down at the force the young man expressed, it was just that it was so annoying to know that the cause of his woes is his own mother. No. That lady you couldn't be a mother; you're supposed to protect, not harm, neither did it matter to stamp on the door in the process coming in.

The glass shook.

"Gael?" the young wife was shocked at the appearance of Mr. Williams. He was supposed to be laboring, why was he there, her eyes glazed over. She was always supposed to humiliate herself until she was left faceless in front of the older man.

"Mother!" Gael was so furious that he heard nothing. He had warned her earlier that she couldn't go against her