Chapter 25

Mia POV

"Mia darling," I heard the voice that was more than familiar to me.

From the words, I knew it was my mom, and I wasn't by any chance ready to go through her at this time.

I just sat down in my own room with me going through my phone, still not giving her any ears at all.

"Mia, I know you can hear me loud and clear." I still ignored her words as if a low-class person were talking to me.

"Can you just leave?" I said it arrogantly.

"Do you realize you are talking to your mom?" She asked.

"Yes, I know I'm talking to the one who sold me out," I replied arrogantly.

"Can you get out with your words of my selling you out?"

"Then what did you do if you didn't sell me out?" I still went through my phone, keeping her standing outside.

"I never did," she replied quickly.

"Then what did you do?"

"I just gave your hands out in marriage without you knowing, and that is not selling out." This made me chuckle.

"You shouldn't have wasted your parents school fees," I replied.

"You won't be happy if I walk into there."

"How bad can you be?" I replied.

"Don't dare me, Mia." I just gave a long hiss.

"Who wants to dare you?" I asked.

"Meet me in the sitting room now," she commanded, hearing the sounds of her footstep.

I sighed a little bit and put down my phone on the bed, knowing I couldn't avoid her forever since she was my mother.

I made my way to the sitting room since she made it a compulsory thing already. As I walked in, my mom was already seated, looking stern and serious.

I sat down across from her, trying to appear nonchalant and arrogant.

"So, what's all this about?" I asked, trying to hide my annoyance and anger.

"I want to talk to you about your behavior and something else," she said, her eyes marrowing with me and giving me an arrogant look.

"Firstly, you've been acting out lately, and I'm not happy about that character of yours."

I rolled my eyebrow.

"What behavior are you talking about?"

"Don't play dumb, Mia," she said with a stern look that waved at me.

"I know all about your little outburst at the office. And now you're being disrespectful to me?" Her words just sounded like false news to me at that moment.

"I'm just expressing my feelings in the best way I can."

"Well, you need to learn to control your temper, Mia," she said with a hissing at the end of every statement.

"And you need to start showing some respect to your elders and not excusing me and your father-in-law."

Just then, the doorbell rang. My mom's and my own eyes flicked to the door, and then back to each other.

"That must be Ethan," I said.

"Did you ask him to come over so we could have the meeting like a general one?"

My heart began to race as I realized what was about to go on.

My mom had already set me up, and now she was trying to manipulate Ethan into taking her side.

Why would she be telling me about my character when Ethan was about to come in?

Ethan walked in with a smile, looking unaware of the tension in the room.

"Hey, what's going on?" He asked, sitting down next to me with his face filled with a smirk.

My mom smiled towards him, but it didn't reach her eyes.

"Just having a little family chat," she said as I looked at her nastly, with Ethan giving me a face peck.

"Mia and I were just discussing her behavior." At that point, I felt like picking up a knife and piercing it into her belle.

Ethan looked at me, concern etched on his face, with an awkward look.

"I hope everything is okay."

I nodded, trying to play it cool and calm despite my already boiling anger within me.

Within, I was seething and grinning. My mom was hiding something, and I was determined to find out what her plan in this house was for.

Knowing myself and Ethan are already getting tied together, it could be her main anger reason.

"Mother, can you just go into the main reason why we are all here?" I asked rudely, adding a nasty look.

"Okay," she said, getting out of her comfort zone.

"Okay, fine," my mom said, her eyes flashing with seriousness, which just didn't catch me.

"If you want to know the reason why we're all here, I'll tell you," she said, giving a Stern look.

"But you both need to listen carefully and not interrupt me." Her commands sounded rude to me already, which made my thirst for the meeting topic just die.

I nodded, my eyes fixed on my phone already.

Ethan looked at me curiously, with him giving me a sign to concentrate on my mom's words, which I just had to accept.

"My decision to give your hand in marriage without your knowledge was not taken lightly," my mom began her words to us, which I had less interest in already.

"I did it for your own good, Mia. You're not thinking clearly, and you need guidance on how life is; you need to know the difference between your left and right."

I felt my anger rising within me as she said those words, but I bit my tongue not to interrupt. With her beginning statement, I became so curious to know more.

"But that's not just the only reason we're here," she continued, clearing her throat.

"There's something else behind all these. Something really important."

She paused, looking at Ethan, and then back at me with a more frowning face or just an overly serious look.

"What is it you have to stay again?" I asked with anger boiling over me and my patience wearing thin.

My mom took a deep breath before releasing her statement.

"I'll tell you, but, Mia, you need to promise me you'll listen and not get angry."

I raised an eyebrow, giving a slight nod.

"What could you possibly say that would make me angry apart from bringing in my past?"

My mom hesitated, and I could see the fear and guilt in her eyes. What was she hiding again? My heart wasn't at rest with her.

"Just tell us," Ethan said, his voice firm and calm, with him also kept in the web of suspense.

My mom nodded shortly, but she didn't say anything else. She just sat there, her eyes piecering into mine.

I felt a chill run down my spine. What is going on with her?.