At the last moment, Iker managed to dodge the vase. It crashed to the ground and broke in pieces.
"I am your mother, you will do as I say; you will apologize for the terrible words you have said to me!" she demanded.
"I will do not such thing. If you were truly my mother, you would care for what I think, you would accept and respect my decisions instead of trying to force your will on me," Iker sniffed.
"Get out! Get out before I do something I regret!" she shouted.
"You already did," he said. He sniffed before turning and slamming the door behind him.
Taryn screamed. She had such a brat as a son. Everything she did, she did for the both of them, so thet would have a good life. How could he not see that?
She wished she had a son that was more like her instead of the ingrate she had for a son. She felt like screaming again, so she did. This was not going to end here, she would make sure he married Pippa. It was for his own good, whether he liked it or not.
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