Chapter 125: What If I'm Found Out

"John, let's go together. I know a really cheap internet café!"

"No, I won't go. You guys go ahead!"

At the school gate, students were streaming out in groups, heading home after school. A few of John's close friends, known for their mischievousness, approached him. Ronald Moore, the ringleader, winked at John, his intentions crystal clear.

Faced with his friends' enthusiastic invitation, John shook his head vigorously.

"No, I won't go. You guys go ahead!"

As John said this, he thought to himself— I've got "something" to do! Naturally, this "something" referred to his mother, Grace.

Ever since he arrived at school that morning, John's mind had been preoccupied with the events of the previous night with his mother, Grace, especially the sensation of entering her vagina.

The memory lingered in his mind, refusing to fade. Every time he thought of that moment, John felt a surge of heat throughout his body, making it impossible to concentrate on his lessons. He spent the entire day lost in reverie.

Now that school was finally over, he made a beeline for home.

"Mom, I'm home!"

As usual, John pushed open the door and called out cheerfully, but his smile quickly froze. In the living room, his mother, Grace, was sitting on the sofa.

Unlike her usual warm, smiling welcome, her brows were furrowed, as if she was preoccupied with something. Her face was no longer filled with smiles; instead, it looked troubled.

"Mom, what's wrong?"

Seeing Grace like this, John's heart skipped a beat. He wasn't afraid of anything else but the possibility that Grace might have discovered his drugging. As he slowly sat down beside her, her brows gradually relaxed, and she forced a smile at him.

"Nothing, just feeling a bit unwell. Go do your homework, and I'll make dinner for you!"

In response to John's concern, Grace, with a face still tinged with melancholy, forced a smile and shook her head. She slowly got up and headed towards the kitchen.

John, whose heart was heavy with unease, watched his mother's retreating figure. His anxiety not only failed to subside but intensified.

With a troubled expression, he silently entered his room and threw his school bag onto the bed. The moment it landed, John collapsed onto the soft bed with a thud, feeling utterly dejected.

To be honest, the sight of his mother sitting on the sofa with her head down when he first entered the house had genuinely frightened him. Especially after what he had done to her the night before with the sedative, his guilty conscience was already on edge.

Any sign of something amiss with his mother made him overthink, his heart race, and his body break out in cold sweat.

In that instant, John even entertained the thought of what would happen if he was discovered. He had even envisioned a scenario where he would confess everything and beg for his mother's forgiveness. Fortunately, he didn't act on that impulse at the time; otherwise...

Thinking of this, John felt a wave of relief. Although it seemed that John's act of drugging and raping his mother was rather hasty, happening just a few days after she returned to the country, the truth was far more complex.

If one were to trace back to the root of it, even before John's family had the car accident, he had already developed a "fondness" for Grace, the beautiful aunt who was as close as a sister to his mother.

In his memory, ever since he began to understand the relationship between men and women, his attention had increasingly focused on Grace, the beautiful aunt who often visited his home.

This was also why Grace, who had no children of her own, got along so well with him. It was because John liked her and wanted to experience being a mother that Grace would often visit her best friend's house.

Unconsciously, both in John's heart and in Grace's, the seeds of trouble had been sown.

At that time, John eagerly anticipated Grace's visits every day. Later, when his family of three was involved in an accident and he was the only survivor, though fortunate to be alive, the impact on his head left him with the intelligence of a three- or four-year-old child.

It was during this time that Grace, who had always wanted a child but couldn't have one, took John in and became his guardian. Faced with John, who shared no blood relation with her, Grace not only didn't reject him but also wholeheartedly raised him as her own child, which deeply moved him when he later regained his memory.

However, as time passed and John, who had regained his memory, lived with Grace for a while, things changed. Unlike the loneliness and longing he felt when he could only see her every few days at his old home, now that they were constantly in each other's company, John's inner world began to undergo a series of unusual changes.

Especially as his memory returned, the intimate moments from the past when Grace had taken care of him, despite his low intelligence, began to resurface in his mind.

These included the times when they bathed together naked, with Grace's soft hands and slender fingers gently stroking his penis, and the moments when they cuddled in the same bed, Grace's fragrant body wrapped around him.

These scenes, which John had only fantasized about before the accident, had all become real.

Later, as his memory fully returned, such close and intimate interactions with his "mother" never happened again.

Every time he thought of this, John felt as if he was on fire, burning with discomfort.

Especially when his "father" was not at home and he was face to face with his mother, who had no blood relation to him, this discomfort became even more intense.

It was like a pile of firewood that had already been burning, suddenly doused with a bucket of gasoline, igniting his heart and leaving him parched and thirsty, his eyes involuntarily drawn to Grace's body, especially her ample breasts, which were the primary target of his furtive glances.

In addition to their daily encounters and interactions as mother and son, when John lay alone in his bedroom at night, he would often take out his phone and visit the websites he frequented to watch videos and read books.

Although he wasn't a mother complex patient, whenever he came across works related to mother-son relationships, he couldn't help but read them carefully, mentally substituting himself and his mother for the protagonists.

Even mother-son incestuous anime became essential material for John's self-gratification...