Selfish
Tears were now running down Greta's red cheeks. Oscar had always treated her like a stranger, but the one thing she wanted was her son's happiness.
Right now, Oscar was indeed talking to her, but the man's words made her heart ache.
"Oscar!" Greta roared sadly, "What do you mean by threatening your own mother?"
Hearing Greta's roar only made Oscar sigh and turn around. The man thought he had had enough interaction with the demonic woman today. According to him, interacting with Greta for too long can reduce his age.
Greta glanced at Peter briefly, as if asking for help, then rushed over to Oscar. She stood in front of the man and prevented him from getting out.
"Let me help you find another prettier and nicer woman for you, Oscar. You deserve a much better woman than Lisa! I know beautiful women waiting in line to be your girlfriends, let me introduce you to them!"
"You know Cindy—"