A Journey from Bitterness to Truth

Chapter 103

As Matilda brooded over her thoughts, Mason had just returned home when the living room lights blazed on.

“Where have you been?”

Mason’s mother. Colleen, sat in the living room, an impeccably maintained lady of society. Even

in her middle years, she carried an air of aristocratic grace, and her gaze commanded an invisible authority.

Mason could only offer a sheepish smile. “Mom, I was out grabbing a few drinks with friends.”

“Friends?” Colleen scoffed. “With a woman? One who’s been divorced, done time, and has a kid

in tow?”

“Mom!” Mason’s face flushed with anger. “Are you having me followed?”

“Hmph… If someone hadn’t tipped me off, I’d still be in the dark about your little escapade with that unsavory woman!” Colleen’s scoff grew more pronounced. “I ran into Ella while shopping the other day, and she mentioned it offhand. That’s how I found out!”

Mason said without thinking. “What the heck is she

tone grew more severe. “At least Ella

to conclusions. She’s

“A divorced woman with baggage–I doubt she’s just looking for friendship!” Colleen insisted, her voice stern. “End it with

the one

after all the nurturing I’ve given you, after introducing you to all those fine young ladies from good families, you choose to

will stay with

to argue with his mother, capitulated. “I was just being reckless, but don’t make it sound so ugly. Nothing else happened between us.”

Colleen slammed a photograph in front of Mason. “Then

sharply at the compromising images. The woman in the photos indeed looked like

people investigate and bring this to me, and I even had it verified–it’s not photoshopped! I wouldn’t have believed it if I hadn’t seen

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wave of shock engulfed Mason’s heart.

Impossible.

the photo wasn’t him, nor Yvan.

had it all wrong.