Chapter 12: Divorce and Lingerie
After watching the big show last night, it was already the early hours of the morning. But I have to say, it was so thrilling that I went back and rewatched it several tis. Even after finishing completely, I only drifted off to sleep while listening to Teacher Qin's moans. Thankfully, there was enough tissue here, otherwise I wouldn't have known what to do.
As a result, I slept straight through until afternoon again today.
The person I am now feels completely different from when I first arrived. I'm even starting to slowly look forward to nightfall, to Chen Le sending a video.
Ever since learning from the video Chen Le sent yesterday that Dad actually cheated on Mom in Africa with a woman and even had a little baby with her, I suddenly don't feel as repulsed by Chen Le's thoughts about Mom as I did at the beginning. If Dad can ss around with a woman outside...
Then... Mom... Although I know Mom isn't that kind of person, after learning from the videos a few days ago that Mom is actually still a virgin, I truly feel it's unfair for her. Mom is such a great beauty, yet she's never experienced a woman's pleasure. And now Dad cheated first, Chen Le is so sexually capable, and he has these feelings for Mom... I don't want to think about it anymore. That's my mother! How can I have such thoughts? I'm not a cuckold fetishist like Chen Le said, I'm not.
Even though I really want to say that, just the re ntion of Mom and Chen Le together makes my lower body harden. Looking at the small tent pitched between my legs... I know I'm done for. Mom belongs to Chen Le now.
And so, for three whole days, I didn't receive any new ssages from Chen Le. It wasn't until the evening of the third day that Chen Le sent a ssage: "Your dad is back."
After reading the ssage, I didn't feel much. I knew Dad had betrayed Mom, and Mom would soon betray Dad in return.
Seeing the ssage, I felt a bit conflicted. Not for Dad's sake, of course. I wanted to ask Chen Le what Dad said or did when he ca back. But I typed and deleted the ssage repeatedly. For the sake of my own dignity, I really didn't want to have much interaction with Chen Le right now. Even though Dad had another child, I was still his son. If he didn't co back for , who else would it be for?
Another three days passed. Again, in the evening, Chen Le sent a ssage.
"Your parents are divorced. Your dad has gone back to Africa."
When I saw this ssage, I felt both upset and shocked. But in less than fifteen minutes, I had cald down. Given Mom's personality, divorce was inevitable. What pained , though, was that Dad had been back for nearly a week and hadn't co to see once.
Afterwards, Chen Le sent another long string of text along with so videos, docunting everything from Dad's return, the divorce proceedings, the division of assets, to Dad's departure.
I clicked on the videos one by one. When Dad ca ho, Mom was already sitting on the sofa waiting for him. She was dressed plainly, sitting there calmly. When the door opened, Dad looked at Mom, also appearing calm. As if he knew what was coming, he put down his backpack after entering and sat at the other end of the sofa, keeping his distance from Mom.
Mom pointed to a few pages of paper on the table – a divorce agreent – indicating for Dad to look. Dad didn't say much. He knew Mom's personality better than anyone; once Mom decided sothing, no one could change it. This was Dad's fault, leaving him no room to argue.
Dad just glanced through it briefly before signing his na. According to Chen Le's ssage, the house was left to Mom, the savings were split half and half, the car went to Mom. Dad only took his clothes, other personal belongings, and half the savings. Everything else belonged to Mom.
Then they went to handle the divorce paperwork, court notarization for the property transfer, and so on. In just three or four days, they settled everything. After that, Mom dealt with the items they had shared or owned jointly. She replaced almost every appliance in the house that could be replaced. Of course, the bedsheets, duvet covers, and the pajamas she used to wear were all thrown away. Photos of them together were shredded and tossed into the trash bin. The wedding photos were all burned to ash.
In just two short days, almost no trace remained that Dad had ever lived in this house. Before Dad left for good, he ca back one more ti. When Mom opened the door and saw it was him, she tried to close it without a word. Dad stopped it with his hand and said, "I'm leaving." Just those three words, and Mom slamd the door shut hard. Dad didn't knock again. He had probably knocked because Mom had even changed the code on the electronic lock.
Finally, Chen Le explained: "These past few days, your mom hasn't let release you. She probably thinks it's better for you to stay inside right now. After all, divorce is hard on a child, especially since they think you don't know the reason for it."
"So she didn't ask to let you out. I was planning to just let it go and release you anyway. After all, what I set out to do is done. Your mom will be mine sooner or later. But right now, it's better to listen to your mom. When she's ready to explain things to you, she'll naturally have let you out."
Chen Le added, "This way, I also get more chances to be alone with your mom. It makes things much easier for . If you were ho, your mom would definitely be cautious. I'd probably have to spend more ti. But your mom is just too delicious. I can't wait to taste her."
Seeing him talk about my mom, anger flared up in again. But then, reading his words calling my mom "delicious" and saying he wanted to "taste" her, a strange, illicit fire shot straight to my groin.
The last ssage was Chen Le saying he'd been taking care of my mom these past few days. Even though Teacher Qin was just a wall away, he hadn't gone to her place at all. He said he was responsible for making my mom's als, cleaning the house, and when she was sad, he would go over, hug her, and comfort her.
He even slept on a pallet beside her bed at night, spending twenty-four hours a day by her side. But the person who should have been by her side was . But if it were ... could I really have done as well as he did? I began to doubt myself.
Before bed each night, he would wash fruit and warm a glass of milk, placing them on her nightstand. Then he would chat with her for a while, comforting her until she ate the fruit, drank the milk, and fell asleep. Then he sent a video clip of this scene. The angle was from above the door of my mom's bedroom, looking down, giving a clear view of the entire bedroom and most of the balcony. My mom's bed was right in the center of the cara's view. Chen Le must have installed it while Mom was changing things around the house.
In the video, Mom sat blankly on the bed, leaning against the headboard. Chen Le ca in from outside, holding a fruit plate in one hand and a warm glass of milk in the other. He walked to the bedside, placed the items on the nightstand, and said to Mom:
"Auntie, you must be tired. Have so fruit, drink the milk, and rest. You didn't eat much tonight. Have a little sothing now and get so good rest."
Mom turned her head, glanced at Chen Le, and said, "Thank you, Chen Le." ᴛhis chapter is ᴜpdated by novel※fire
"Auntie, don't say thanks. You're my teacher, I'm your student. Your family is going through such a big change, it's only right that I take care of you. And just call Xiaole. Calling by my full na feels too formal."
"Alright."
Hearing Chen Le say this, Mom seed at a loss for words. After these days of care, she suddenly felt the current Chen Le wasn't the sa person she knew before. Chen Le, who was already an outstanding student with excellent grades and athletic talent, had always been an exceptional young man.
Because of my situation, Mom had developed so different feelings about him. But now, with his care during this ti, his help handling the divorce proceedings with Dad -- he managed everything -- and with his assistance, the efficiency was surprisingly high. Added to his ticulous care for her these past few days, Mom suddenly found this young man very... endearing.
Under his attentive care these past few days, he had minimized the impact the divorce had on her. With his companionship, she felt at ease, even developing a sense of dependence.
This wasn't really out of character for Mom. Won are naturally sensitive and emotional; I could understand that and didn't read too much into it. But deep down, who knows? Perhaps part of was actually expecting sothing.
After that was a long period of conversation, with Chen Le comforting and guiding Mom, occasionally being playful enough to make the newly divorced mom laugh.
"Chen... Xiaole... you don't need to call Auntie or Teacher either. Just call Auntie Lin. It feels more familiar that way."
"Auntie Lin, Auntie Lin."
Chen Le repeated it several tis very quickly. Mom asked, puzzled,
"I told you to call Auntie Lin, why do you keep saying 'Auntie Lin, Auntie Lin' over and over?"
After saying that, Mom chuckled again. Perhaps she found this reliable young man a bit silly sotis.
"I'm happy! To have such a beautiful older 'Auntie' is my honor! In the future, when I go out, people will probably envy for having such a gorgeous Auntie Lin."
After hearing this, Mom chuckled again and said,
"It's not that exaggerated. There are plenty of beautiful won. When you et soone even more beautiful in the future, are you going to chase after them calling them 'Auntie' too?"
Hearing Mom's words, Chen Le made a very exaggerated, incredulous expression and said,
"How could there possibly be a woman more beautiful than my gorgeous Auntie Lin? Auntie Lin is the most beautiful. Beautiful face, beautiful heart, and an even more beautiful figure, especially those big tits and that big ass..."
Chen Le suddenly covered his mouth, as if he'd beco a child who had made a mistake, looking at Mom with a wronged expression. But from Mom's expression and reaction, there wasn't the slightest hint of anger. Instead, her lips pursed slightly, she wore a smile, and there was even a hint of girlish playfulness and cuteness.
It was obvious Mom was very pleased by his words. If anyone else had said that, Mom would have definitely considered them a pervert or a lecher. But after spending this ti together, it was clear Mom had accepted this boy. Only when soone like that pays a woman a complint with physical undertones will she not get angry, otherwise, they'd be labeled a creep or a pervert.
It's like if you saw a beautiful woman with large breasts on the street and went up to her saying, "Hello beautiful, you're so pretty, especially your breasts are so big!" She'd probably slap you across the face and call you a pervert.
But now, when Mom heard Chen Le complinting her while ntioning her big ass and big tits, she didn't get angry at all. Instead, she laughed. This showed she was completely past that point. Mom was even secretly pleased that her breasts and ass had attracted this young man's attention.
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