Bella's POV:
I stood on the balcony and yelled, "Hey, Patricia, you're slandering me! You're saying that I've ruined rich people's families?"
With one hand on her waist, Patricia yelled at me, "Bella, where's your child's father? If it's a legitimate child, why didn't he show up?"
There were more and more onlookers.
Mom lowered her head and stopped talking. I could see that she was very upset.
I didn't care about my reputation, but it was impossible that Mom didn't care about hers.
After all, she was a traditional person.
My mother must be very ashamed now. It was all because of me.
In order not to let my mother suffer like this, I shouted very impulsively, "My child's father will come to pick us up tomorrow."
"Well, let's see if there is any man coming to pick you up tomorrow. I hope he is not an ugly old man!"
"I guess that no one will come tomorrow..." The onlookers were all laughing at me.