My Mom Accused My Wife of Keeping a Toy Boy, and My Mother-in-Law Went on a Rampage

My own mother stormed the art exhibition I'd spent three years pouring my heart into and publicly called me a cheating kept man. “You used a woman's money to put on an art show. How are you any different from those male escorts?” “I raised you, and this is what you do? You're a disgusting kept man!” She frantically used a knife to destroy my paintings, worth tens of millions, all the while insisting she was doing it for my own good, hoping I'd learn to stand on my own feet and mend my ways. Clutching my slashed, bloodied hand, I said word by word, “So, according to you, mending my ways means divorcing my legal wife, leaving with nothing, and marrying a 45-year-old gold-digger who earns 2,800 a month and comes with a whole family of leeches?”