Chapitre 42: The History Of The Wallet

Years back..... 

A young woman sat on a bed crying and upon hearing a knock on her door, asked in a shaky voice, "Who is there?" 

"It's me, mama," 

At the sound of that voice, the woman's eyes grew wide and she instantly stood up from her bed with great speed. 

Sniffing back the tears and snot, she said, "Urm...Marcel baby, give me a few minutes. I'm kind of indecent at the moment," she lied through her teeth because she was well clothed. 

"Okay, mama," the young boy said patiently. 

As soon as the woman heard, she let out a breath of relief and without wasting time, went into the bathroom where she began to splash her face with water. 

She meant to wipe away the tears but her red and puffy eyes were still a sign of her crying. Her son can't see her like this. 

At once, she grabbed her makeup kit and began to powder her face, making sure to even hide the bruise she received from him days ago.