"Michelle, you're going to be late for school!" Meryl said, starting to feel frustrated. Michelle was sitting on her bed, refusing to get dressed and looking angry.
"I'm not going to school until you tell me who my dad is!" Michelle said grumpily. Meryl sighed - Cassie had already left for work, and Tyrson was getting ready for work. She was on her own with her stubborn daughter.
"Fine," Meryl said, trying to stay calm. But then, Michelle suddenly threw a pillow at her. Meryl was taken aback - she hadn't expected her daughter to react like that.
"Michelle!" Meryl yelled, surprised and a little bit angry at her daughter's defiance. Michelle just stood there, her arms crossed.
"Michelle, what was that for?" Meryl asked, her voice rising in frustration.
"I'm not going to school!" Michelle yelled back, stamping her foot. "And you can't make me!"
"I'm going to be stubborn too," Michelle declared. "You won't tell me who my dad is, and I won't listen to you." Meryl bit back a laugh - her daughter was such a spitfire! But she kept her expression stern.
"You're going to listen to me, and you're going to get dressed right now before I lose my patience," Meryl said.
"No TV, no ice cream, no toys for you this week," Meryl said firmly, expecting Michelle to protest. But instead, Michelle said the exact same thing, as if she'd been expecting it.
"I don't care, mom," Michelle added, crossing her arms.
Just then, Tyrson walked in. As soon as he entered, Michelle started crying as if she'd been hit. Meryl was taken aback - she hadn't expected this reaction. What was going on?
"Michelle!" Tyrson rushed over and knelt down in front of his daughter, trying to figure out what was going on. Meryl was standing nearby, looking frustrated.
"What's wrong, little munchkin?" Tyrson asked, using his pet name for his daughter. Meryl scoffed. "You're not going to fall for her little tricks, are you?" she said.
"Please, Meryl," Tyrson said, giving his daughter a reassuring pat on the head. "She's just a kid."
Meryl stormed out of the room, leaving Tyrson and Michelle alone. Tyrson was at a loss for what to say or do.
Just then, Michelle broke free from his embrace. "Seriously?!" she said, looking at him with a mix of anger and disappointment. "You lied to me!"
"Lied to you?" Tyrson asked, confused. "What do you mean?"
"You said you were going to stop liking my mom, but I saw you two kissing," she said, her voice breaking.
"You said you wanted to know who your dad is, right?" Tyrson asked, hoping to distract her from the argument. To his relief, she nodded.
"Well, I overheard your mom telling Cassie that she's planning a surprise for your birthday - she's going to introduce you to your dad," he lied.
"Really?" Michelle asked, her eyes wide with hope. Tyrson nodded solemnly.
"Well, can you drop me off at school today?" she asked. Tyrson agreed,"of course little munchkin"
*
"You're dropping her off at school?" Meryl asked, her eyes narrowed. And but she tried to play it off like she didn't care. But then, it hit her - she'd be bored at home without anyone to talk to.
"Wait, I have nowhere to go!" Meryl exclaimed. Tyrson and Michelle exchanged a look, then shrugged. "Stay here and watch the house," Tyrson said. "And don't open the door for anyone, okay?"
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DIVORCE
Romancefour years after Meryl divorced her husband, Tryrson after accusing him for killing his own child, she moved to Chicago to start a new life with her unborn child, she was offered a job at a jewelry company unknown to that her ex husband Tyrson was t...
