ROE-078 For a remarried mother... the jealous I couldn't stop getting close.

When my father died, my mother raised me as an adult and my mother was happy, and my favorite was my mother, but one day, my mother took a strange man home and told me that she wanted to remarry, and that she wanted to live with two people, and that was only my mother who had to be taken away by other men, whether with a soft smile or with my warm body, in such a moment that I realized that I loved my mother as a woman.