Chapter 381 - Make your husband cry... (1/2)

Mrs. Jones was scolding Amelia for her loud behaviour when her eyes fell on a particular person and she gasped in shock..

”Andrew…” A small whisper left from Mrs. Jones' mouth as she looked at him with disbelief.

Amelia too heard her mother but couldn't understand why she had suddenly taken her brother's name.

She noticed that Mrs. Jones was staring at a specific direction. So she too looked at there and what she saw next, made her shiver in horror.

”Mom..” Andrew muttered in a low voice as he took slow and unsteady steps towards his mother.

Mrs. Jones thought that her eyes were playing a game with her. It couldn't be possible!!

Her son was dead, right?

Then how could he be standing there all fit and fine right in front of her!

Was it a dream? Even if it was a dream of hers, she didn't want to wake up from the beautiful dreamland where she could finally got a glimpse of her dead son in a lively form.

Andrew stopped right before his mother and looked at her with mixed emotions.

There was pain, hurt, relief and mostly love for his mother which made his eyes wet with tears.

Mrs. Jones slowly cupped his right cheek and mumbled in a low voice, ”Andrew.. Is it really you, my son?”

Andrew caught her hand into his and saud while nodding his head, ”Yes Mom, It's me. Your Andrew.”

Mrs. Jones stared at him for a while in bewilderment before taking her hand back from his grip which made Andrew frowned at her confusedly.

”Mom…”

Before he could complete his sentence, a loud sound of a slap echoed through the room, making everyone shocked to the bottom of their hearts.

Andrew held his left cheeks exactly where his mother had slapped him hard but didn't complain. Because he again deserved this!

”Don't call me Mom.. You faked your death to all of us and now you have the audacity to call me your Mom.” Mrs. Jones shouted at him.

Grabbing his collar in her hand, she shook him with all her power and yelled loudly at him, ”Where were you these days? Do you know how much pain we had to suffer just because of you? There was not even a single day when I haven't cried for you..

Not only me, but your dad too was very much hurt. And now you're showing yourself in front of me as if nothing had happened.”

Holding his mother's shoulder, Andrew bowed his head in shame and apologized immediately, ”I'm sorry Mom. I'm sorry for everything. If I hadn't behave like a dumbass six years ago, then you didn't have to go through this torture and pain, Mom. I'm the sole reason for all of this blunder.”

Saying this, Andrew hugged his mother and started crying immensely. Mrs. Jones too got melted when she felt the warmth coming from her son's body which was too much familiar to her and she too sobbed hugging him tightly.

Parting from each other, Mrs. Jones again cupped his face with her both hands and started kissing his whole face like a mad woman..

Actually, she was trying to confirm that her son was really there and it was not any kind of dream!