The Day I Kissed An Older Man

Anya continued walking downhill as she laughed disdainfully. "Why? Because you're the child I adopted! My belongings, even if they're not the best, are still mine. I won't allow anyone to take what's mine!" Joey's eyes were filled with resignation and despair. "But...you don't like kids at all... You don't like me. Why can't you let me stay with my mommy and daddy..."

When Anya realized that Joey was not referring to her as his mommy, her irritation spiked as she slammed Joey fiercely onto the ground.

"What did you say? Who did you call your mommy?"

The mountain path was rugged with plenty of brambles. After being roughly thrown to the ground, Joey's exposed skin was pierced by some sharp prickles. This caused him to wince in pain.

As if that was not enough, Anya kicked his stomach harshly. "You little brat! Who were you calling 'mommy'?!"

Joey was not able to speak anymore. He could only cry silently inside.

Anya was still unsatisfied and stomped his stomach

might've succumbed to a disease and not even be alive today! How dare you be so ungrateful and look down on me?! You'd rather accept that b*tch Corinne as your mommy than me?! I was

starting to bulge from the forceful stomping. He felt that his life had come to an end and used his last bit of strength to retort, "She... She's

would she be good to you? It's all an act! That b*tch is a professional in acting. She'll do anything to secure her position as Jeremy's wife. You really think she sees you as

Joey stubbornly defended Corinne,

she doesn't see me as her son, she

words stirred an intense rage in Anya. She gritted her teeth and viciously kicked Joey on the

you your wish! I'll show you just how cruel I can be! Since you no longer recognize me as your adoptive mother, I might as well send you straight

how much time passed, but Joey stopped moving.