Girls, good evening! Can you tell me what to do? When I was 16, a boy …

Girls, good evening! Can you tell me what to do? When I was 16, a boy started taking care of me. My mom scolded me, saying I was drunk and apologized for my bad French. Time passed, recently I found out that he came too often. Mom acts like something happened between them, but she doesn't admit it. She's young (he's probably older than my husband, maybe a bit older). Besides, she forgot about us months ago. We haven't talked in a month. She doesn't even care how I am as a child. I think if she didn't want to talk to me, she could have called my husband, but no. It's been