NTR: Mommy Will Help You!

Chapter 325: Mia, Why Are You Acting Like This Again?

In the Ashford Mansion. In Oliver’s room.

Mia was sitting naked on the bed with a glass of champagne in her hand, staring at nothing in particular and looking depressed.

Her hair was still messy and unkempt, and her eyes looked tired. She obviously hadn’t gotten a good sleep for a long while.

She was exhausted and fed up with everything. All the recent troubles she faced kept piling up, causing a headache that never went away, which made it hard for her to think about anything else.

It was already past noon, but she hadn’t left the bed yet.

At this moment, the door opened, and a man with brown hair entered the room.

Adam looked at Mia with a worried expression and sighed. ”Come on, Mia, why are you acting like this again? This is not good for you. You need to cheer up. Oliver is not a little kid anymore; he’ll be alright.”

”What are you talking about? Of course I know he’ll be alright. It’s just... I just don’t know where he is and how he is doing, you know.” Mia mumbled, her voice full of concern and uneasiness. ”I can’t help but worry about him. It’s been three months already; how much longer do we have to wait?”

Adam approached the bed and sat down, placing a comforting hand on her shoulder. ”Look, I understand how hard this is for you and how worried you feel about him, but you can’t keep obsessing over it. It won’t do anyone any good. Besides, Oliver wouldn’t want to see you like this either.”

”But Adam, what if something happens to him? What if he is hurt or in danger? I won’t be able to live with myself if anything like that happens.” Mia said sadly as she grabbed onto Adam’s shirt tightly.

She felt like crying again, thinking of all the horrible things that could’ve befallen her beloved son. She wanted to know where her father had sent him and why he hid this fact from everyone. And if possible, she wanted to get her son back safe and sound.

However, no matter how much effort she put into searching for answers, they always led to a dead end. Every attempt to investigate just made things even more confusing, leaving her without a clue.

That was why Mia spent most of her days now just sulking and fretting over her son in his room. She wanted to be close to him even in his absence, surrounded by his belongings. At least this way she felt some connection to him and could still pretend he was home.

Adam pulled the depressed mother into his arms and patted her back soothingly.

”Shh, don’t think too much, okay? There’s no way your father would send our son to somewhere dangerous. He cared about him more than anyone else. Trust me, Oliver’s alright. I’m sure of it. And you’ll see him soon. So stop worrying.”

Hearing those reassuring words, Mia lifted her head to look at the father of her son. Her red eyes glistened with tears as she nodded slowly in agreement. ”Y-yes, you’re right. I’m sure he is fine.”

”That’s more like it. Now don’t dwell on it and rest for a while, alright?”

Adam smiled at her and planted a kiss on her forehead. He then stood up and was about to walk out of the room when a knock on the door caught his attention.

”Madam, are you in there? This is important.” A servant’s voice said from the other side.

Adam opened the door and found a young male servant with glasses standing there.

”What is it?” Adam asked.

”Mr. Adam, sir, Young Master Oliver is back! He’s just arrived and is right now making his way up into the mansion!”

Hearing this announcement, Mia’s heart skipped a beat. She quickly jumped out of bed and ran towards the door, pushing Adam aside roughly in her eagerness and then bolting past the servant.

She rushed down the hallways with all her might, passing by servants, maids, and security guards without bothering to pay attention to anyone or anything else. Even to the point that she forgot to put on any clothes.

But she didn’t care about that either; all she wanted right now was to see her beloved son, Oliver.

Adam, who had recovered from the shock, hurried back into the room to get a bathrobe and chase after the nude mother of his son.

”Mia, wait! Calm down, at least put some clothes on, dammit!”

Meanwhile, Mia dashed down the stairs, taking two steps at a time like a madwoman, and ran towards the main entrance of the mansion.

Her breathing was ragged and heavy as she struggled to keep up with the high speed of her movements. She could feel her legs growing weak, and she felt lightheaded as well. Nevertheless, her excitement and desire to see her son were still overpowering, causing her to continue running.

When Mia finally reached her destination, she saw the tall wooden double doors of the mansion open wide, revealing a group of servants lined up in front of the door, standing at attention.

They were all waiting for a certain someone to arrive and welcome him home.

However, when they saw the naked state of their mistress, they all froze in shock and couldn’t help but gawk at her unclothed figure.

But Mia paid them no mind at all, ignoring the stares they sent her way. She couldn’t even see them at all; her entire focus was on the person who was approaching the front porch, stepping out of the Rolls Royce parked in the driveway.

There he was. A handsome young man wearing an expensive designer suit. A young man with black hair and brown eyes. A young man with a smile on his face.

Oliver Ashford. Her beloved son.

A wide smile spread across Mia’s face, and tears started welling up in the corners of her eyes as she rushed forward with open arms.

Oliver stepped into the mansion, and the first thing he noticed was the naked, voluptuous mother of his running towards him in a dead sprint.

He stood there with a baffled expression, watching as Mia closed in on him with tears streaking down her cheeks. Then before he realized it, she had thrown herself at him, almost tackling him to the ground in an embrace.

”Oliver!! Baby, it’s you! It’s really you!! Ahhh!!” Mia wailed in happiness as she clutched her son close, holding onto him as tight as possible while burying her face in his chest.