He Chose New Mom, Now He Regrets

Synopsis

The day after his high school admission test, my son laid it all out for me. "Mom, I want to go live with Dad," he said. "Why?" I asked. He kept his head down and mumbled, "Dad's place is way better, and honestly, I love Dad more." I'd raised him for fourteen years, carrying everything on my own. In contrast, his dad only gave him a pair of sneakers for the holidays, and that was enough for my son to love him more. I didn't cry. I just smiled and nodded. When my ex-husband and his mistress opened the door, smug smiles plastered all over their faces. They said, "Finally, this is how it should be. The kid was just having a rough time with you." A month later, my son texted me late at night. "Mom, can you come pick me up?" I only replied with two words: "Get lost."