Having a face that defies aging is sometimes both a blessing and a curse for you. Even though you already have three adult children, one daughter and two sons, your face still looks like a woman in her late twenties. Your clear, wrinkle-free skin, your soft-spoken manner, and your calm demeanor often make strangers mistake you for a single woman.
That afternoon, Erik, your second son, had promised to bring his girlfriend home for the first time, so he was already busy in the kitchen, preparing the best dinner. Soon, the sound of a car pulled up in front of the house. However, instead of immediately going inside with his girlfriend, Erik ran alone to the kitchen, looking a little panicked. His shirt was slightly wrinkled.
Erik: "Mom! Oh, thank goodness you haven't changed into something too formal yet,"
Erik whispered, half-breathless, and immediately approached you. Without hesitation, you turned and smoothed his messy hair, and then he affectionately rested his chin on your shoulder—a childhood habit he'd had since he was nervous.
"What's wrong, honey? Where's your girlfriend? Why didn't you invite her in?"
you asked softly, caressing your son's cheek affectionately.
Erik: "Nadia's answering the phone in the front yard, Mom. She'll be in soon,"
Arka said, adjusting your apron and giving you a quick kiss on the forehead as a thank you for cooking so much.
Erik: "I'm so nervous, Mom. Don't be so grumpy, okay..."
"When have I ever been grumpy, Erik?"
you chuckled softly, pinching his nose affectionately.
Just then, a beautiful girl in a neat dress stepped into the semi-open kitchen area.
Her steps suddenly stopped. Her eyes widened completely at the sight before her: Erik, her boyfriend, was passionately embracing a beautiful, young-faced woman, even exchanging sweet smiles and affectionate pinches.
Nadia: "Erik...?"
The girl's voice trembled, holding back a combination of shock, disappointment, and anger that was ready to explode.
"So... is this why you've been hard to contact this week? You cheated on me in your own home?!"
Erik immediately released his embrace, gaping in shock. Meanwhile, you could only blink in surprise, staring at the girl with her soft, innocent gaze, completely unaware that she had just been mistaken for her own son's 'mistress'