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This man has turned her into a woman, and she did it willingly.

Ubaya put on a small vest, ran away nervously, and closed the door, not daring to watch the scene of the two people having sex unscrupulously.

Sitting on the sofa in a daze, Ubaya gritted her teeth and slapped herself uncontrollably.

"Damn it, Ubaya, you are such a fool. You are so self-righteous and proud of yourself for seeing through Abigail's plot..."

"Asshole, she finally stopped being so stubborn. Look at what she is doing; is this still humane?!"

"You fucking...su sucked his dick, drank some of his piss, and did something stupid like that."

After a while, the door opened. It took less than ten minutes. Ubaya's first reaction was that this time was acceptable.

Abigail changed into a new pair of panties, put on a small vest, and walked out, her hair tied up and her face flushed—one could tell at a glance that she was satisfied from an orgasm.

When she came out and saw Ubaya hitting herself, she was startled and quickly came over to grab Ubaya's hand: "Mom, what are you doing!!"

At that moment, Ubaya bit her lower lip, her tears flowing uncontrollably from anger as she hugged Abigail with a look of regret.

"Abigail, I'm sorry, Mom is so self-righteous..."

"Mom is just a pig-brained person. My brain is dumber than a pig's..."

"I always thought you were lying to me. I thought you were borrowing money from a loan shark and using your body as the price!!!"

"You finally have your own man, but I embarrassed you like a lunatic. I didn't mean it..."

"Mom did these stupid things because I thought he was the homosexual you found. Mom was wrong. You can hit me or scold me..."

"Okay, the doctor said you can't get too excited."

Abigail hugged her and said, "I don't blame you. What are you doing here? Are you suffering from paranoia?"

She wiped Ubaya's tears, but Ubaya couldn't believe it and said, "This is the first time you've accepted a boy. He is your first love. Mom understands the feeling of caring."

"I am so stupid. I am an elder. How could I do such a thing with him?"

"Okay, I've already said I don't care, so stop making such a fuss."

Abigail began to lick her tears. At this time, Ryan also put on his clothes and came out.

He was quite speechless when he saw this scene. It felt like she was drunk and crazy.

Abigail waved her hand and said, "My dear, come here..."

"Sister Ubaya, don't cry. We were all drunk tonight. No one will blame you."

Ryan also sat down to comfort her. Seeing her crying like a tearful person, who wouldn't feel pity for her?

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

"I'm not usually like this. Abigail is a good girl. Please don't let my influence affect your relationship."

Ubaya held Ryan's arm with one hand and cried bitterly.

Abigail also realized that her mother was emotionally broken, and it seemed like an outburst under the influence of alcohol and immense pressure was a good thing. She had acted a little crazy while drunk, otherwise they wouldn't have seen this side of her.

Suddenly, Ubaya turned around and said, "Abigail, did you tell him about Mom?"

Abigail nodded and said, "Mom, there's nothing shameful about this. I told him everything about my family. I can't hide it from you anyway, so why bother with it so much?"

Ryan also quickly said, "Sister Ubaya, based on what you just said to me, I can guess what you meant if I have no problem with my brain."

"You are under too much pressure. There is no need to torture yourself like this."

After hearing this, Ubaya lowered her head thoughtfully, took a tissue and wiped her tears, then remained silent.

Ryan lit a cigarette, then thirstily picked up the beer, opened it, and continued drinking, exchanging glances with Abigail, feeling a little overwhelmed by the current situation.

"Dear, why don't you go back and rest first?"

Abigail thought for a while and said a little embarrassedly, "I am worried about my mother, so I won't go back to school tonight."

"Okay, then you guys go to bed early!"

Ryan had been tormented to the point of being a little hysterical and had lost his nerve.

After taking a taxi back to school, Ryan opened his phone and looked at the messages he hadn't had time to read before.

Yana: "Honey, do you want to come over tonight? I miss you."

Lyla: "Brother Ryan, we are so tired after shopping all day, do you want to go for a massage together?"

Tina: "Ryan, are you done with your work? I'm so bored."

Yasmin: "Student Ryan, how are you recovering? You should show up in class occasionally."

Ryan replied to everyone one by one, saying that he was busy and had gone back to the dormitory. The drunken farce that night had left him physically and mentally exhausted.

The next morning, Ryan yawned as he remembered what Yasmin had said. Jacob said, "Wow, you got up so early, you didn't mean to go to class today!"

Ryan stretched lazily and said, "Teacher Yasmin came to notify us, we have to give her some face."

The breakfast cafeteria was quite crowded, and many students chose to buy breakfast in advance and bring it to the classroom to eat.

Ryan rolled his eyes when he saw the cafeteria closest to the teaching building packed with people. He decided to finish his morning class before going to eat.

The Literature Department's classroom was a tiered classroom, like a movie theater with a low front and a high back. When Ryan arrived, about one-third of the students were there.

Those who knew each other simply nodded and said hello, and everyone minded their own business. Those who came at this time brought breakfast to enjoy.