Marrying the Paralyzed Young Master

Chapter 118: Mom

On the other hand, Dean Yon who went to school, did not manage to enter the school gate in time. When she reached the school gate, she was stopped by a woman dressed in fashionable and elegant clothes. From head to toe chanting the names of famous brands.

Dean Yon tightened his grip on the shoulder straps of his school backpack and stiffly stared at the person who had just arrived. After a long while, he gently called out, "Mama?" Maria Lan judged her biological son, her eyes filled with contempt and arrogance. He stood up a few steps and asked from afar, "Dean Yon, why haven't you come to see Mama recently?"

Maria Lan had long been used to controlling this son of hers. At the same time, he was scared because of his amazing intelligence and gloomy personality. He was afraid that he would go crazy and hurt her one day.

In the opinion of Maria Lan, what she gave birth to was not a human, but a Demon from the underworld. When he thought of Dean Yon, he recalled with his seven-year-old son picking up a brush for the first time. Dean Yon drew a monstrously distorted monster and painted the entire canvas in deep red. Maria Lan felt deep disgust and fear from the bottom of her heart. He had already disliked his son who had the Iron Blood of the Yon family from the very beginning. So, after that incident, he sent Dean Yon to the Yon family residence.

To Maria Lan, the Yon family was an extremely terrifying place, where monsters grew up with the blood of a talent-filled tyrant. They are not human, but devils. Maria Lan hated it. However, he wanted the Yon Family's wealth. He's very greedy. So, she still fantasizes that her son will be able to obtain more wealth for her and someday allow her to live a life of poya-poya without worrying about finances.

The Yon family had no heart, even if they had it, it was an iron heart. Dean Yon's father never thought of his children other than Daniel Yon. Grandpa Dean Yon was like that, he just took care of that demon Darel Yon until he died.

The youngest Dean Yon craves love, but no one gives it away in that gloomy Yon family. In the end, the little one could only turn himself in to Sarah Lan, screaming to beg for a glimmer of motherly love. Sarah Lan handled it from afar and made it a submissive child who was unable to make up her own mind.

Maria Lan had long been used to giving a little motherly love to keep Dean Yon nearby. At this moment, he revealed a fake love expression on his face. "Are you angry that Mama scolded you last time? Dean Yon, you know, right, Mama scolded you for your own good?"

Dean Yon sees that his mother has some ulterior motives. Thanks to Soma Haruka, he could tell clearly that this little bit of love and tenderness were all fake sangays. Unlike Soma Haruka's sincere concern, Dean Yon could see the disgust in his Mama's gaze. Dean Yon observed his pretentious expression, and his knuckles turned slightly pale as he clenched them. After a while, he called out, "Mama."

In the past, Dean Yon had craved the warmth of his Mama's love, making her drown in it even though it felt fake. He had lied to himself, thinking that his mother loved him. However, after feeling genuine care and love, she realizes that the woman who calls herself Mama has very poor acting skills.

Since Dean Yon already felt genuine affection, he could no longer be comfortable with fake ones. Maria Lan did not notice this at all. He raised his chin arrogantly. "You've forgiven Mama, haven't you?"

"Good, Mama knows you're a good boy." Maria Lan gave her generous compliments. He couldn't wait to throw away his bait and go straight to his intentions. "Dean Yon, I heard you guys had a parent-teacher meeting in a few days, right?"

"Yes, it's next Wednesday at ten in the morning in our class." Dean Yon trembled and asked calmly, "Ma, can Mama come?"

Disgust flashed at the tip of Maria Lan's tongue. She did not even want to raise a child, where perhaps she was willing to be bullied into attending parent and teacher conferences.

Even so, he felt proud when he saw the ridiculous hope on his son's face. He thinks he's still holding onto Dean Yon's emotional restraint. He pretended to be troubled and frowned. "Dean Yon, Mama wants to attend, but Mama is facing a bit of trouble recently." He stopped and he revealed his greedy intentions. "Dean Yon, help Mama do something, if you're willing, Mama will be at your parents' and teachers' meeting, okay?"

Dean Yon lowered his head. After a long while, she asked gently, "Ma, do you know what level and class Dean is at now?" Maria Lan tilted her head in confusion. "Why is that?" Maria Lan was a little impatient, "Didn't you want to help Mama?"

"So, you don't know, Ma." Dean Yon looked smiling as he muttered softly. There was a little bit of ridicule from inside his voice. "Mama doesn't even know what class Dean is in right now."

"Yon Dean!" Maria Lan lost her patience when her son did not answer her question. He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Are you trying to rebel now?"

Maria Lan was too used to lecturing her son like training a puppy. He was already used to seeing her kneel humbly in front of him. Normally, Dean Yon would throw away his high Yon family pride just for the little love he gave her. Therefore, he was angry when Dean Yon did not answer his question. He raised his hand and slapped it. "You've become disobedient, haven't you? How dare you disobey Mama!"

Unfortunately, his slap did not land on the young man's face as he had expected. Dean Yon took a step back and avoided his slap. He lifted his face and looked at her with a laugh. "Dean is not obedient? Why why anyway? Will you do what you did to Dean while he was in Primary School? Lock Dean in a dark little room and let Dean cry until Dean runs out of sound? Is that right, Ma?"

Dean Yon laughed, but he looked sad, as if tears would flow down his cheeks at any moment. He looked helpless and pitiful. "Yon Dean!" Maria Lan did not care whether Dean Yon was sad or not. He just felt Dean Yon wasn't listening to him anymore. The feeling of his son being out of control made him very angry. "Dean Yon, do you think Mama can't do anything to you because you're old enough now? Don't forget that I'm your Mama!"