The Billionaire’s Escort

"You should find a partner as soon as possible, poor Boy needs love from a father, don't keep getting busy with work until you rarely pay attention to your own child," said Zaneta's mother.

Zaneta, who was devouring her breakfast, immediately stopped eating, frowned, and said, "Mom, I work my fingers to the bone every day for Boy, for his future too. My ex-husband has no responsibility at all for his child, so I have to fight alone, Mom. Mommy thinks I'm happy going out in the morning and coming back at night every day, never meeting my own child, Mommy thinks I'm comfortable like this." Zaneta's tears fell after uttering a sentence she had never thought of before.

"Mommy just wants the best for you and Boy, why are you getting so angry like this, are you crazy!" Zaneta's mother snapped.

"Mommy, if you're tired of taking care of Boy, just say so. There's no need to keep using that excuse to judge me in this house," said Zaneta. They both continued to argue fiercely with raised voices. Blaming each other and sticking to their own positions.

Zaneta continues to provide reasonable explanations that also represent her innermost feelings. Meanwhile, Mommy doesn't want to lose either, using her illness as an excuse to make Zaneta relent. Even though she had often been given such advice, Zaneta felt she was right without ever listening at all.

Since the divorce and having one child, Zaneta returned to her parents' house and lived with them. Unfortunately, Zaneta's father has passed away, and she only has her mother left in the family. Zaneta's mother felt sorry for her only child and allowed Zaneta to stay here again with Boy.

Many people say that Zaneta is a beautiful and wealthy widow. But unfortunately, men approach her only for her wealth, not out of genuine love, just like her ex-husband did. Fights like this have often happened in this house, and there was even a time when Zaneta ran away from home and left her child. Zaneta feels pressured and almost goes crazy hearing her mother suggest she remarry.

Zaneta got up from her seat after a quarrel with her mother without saying goodbye. Zaneta's mother clutched her chest, holding back the pain, tears fell uncontrollably as she watched her child's increasingly bold behavior day by day.

Zaneta drove the car at high speed while still sobbing uncontrollably. Until finally, Zaneta's car brakes couldn't be controlled and the steering wheel was turned, crashing into a power pole. Zaneta's car immediately started smoke, the front bumper was damaged, and she lost consciousness.

Zaneta's eyes slowly opened, her head still feeling dizzy, as she observed every corner of the room. Suddenly, a tall, slightly stocky adult man approached her with a faint smile.