"You slut. Dare to talk to me like that? Do you know who I am? Ryan is mine and you should just fuck off with your bastard because he's annyoing" Did she just call my son a bastard? My body shook violently as she spoke to my son like that. Natasha you'll pay for that word with your whole life.

"Bastard is you. My son is not a bastard and he has his daddy and mommy. If you dare to talk about him in that way again I'll chop your head. Men stealing slut" I heard a sound of a slap and I could clearly feel that slap could break...