Novel & Cerita After Transmigrating The Fat Wife Made A Comeback

Fathia said, “I will try to make you happy at all times,” Fred said, “come on babe, let's go and take our dinner, and two of them headed downstairs, and Fred carried Fathia to the dining table and then took their dinner, and returned upstairs, Fathia and Fred walked Into Fred's bedroom, and he said, “babe, come and lay on my chest, let me feel your effects” Father laid on his chest but was not happy because of the hard sex, but because she want to retain her job, the affairs continue according to their programs, and she was improving in her online cooking programs, she paid attention to the online course,

she declared, a wide grin plastered on her face. I smiled at her, grateful beyond words. I had everything I needed. Support. Love. Strength. I didn’t need Jake or the world he came from. This was my life now, and I was proud of how far I’d come. --- ### One Month Later "Are you sure you're okay? This… this isn’t normal at all," Fatima said, her eyes filled with concern as she watched me devour the last bite of my sixth burger.

It was such a grotesque sight. Clara was dead. The preliminary forensic report concluded that the Fertility Transfer System had forced her to conceive over 100 puppies and dragged out the pregnancy for an entire year before she finally gave birth. Anyone could imagine the misery she had endured during that year. But as I stared at the footage, I didn't feel a single shred of pity. All I felt was a deep sense of satisfaction. Justice was finally served. Colter and Clara had paid the price for everything they had done. As for me, surviving the ordeal taught me to cherish the life I now had. My family and I enjoyed a peaceful and happy life together.

Deleting the message now would do nothing. This isn't making any sense. “Don’t be selfish now, Isobelle. Let your kid meet his family. Plus, do you think Nikolai's family can let you board the flight somewhere to continue living your life knowing you are still married to their son? Not to mention, now that they know about their grandson?”

I clicked on the article and saw a face that I could never forget. He sat at a piano in a white suit. He looked confident, elegant, and smiled radiantly like the sun. The article stated that eight years ago, he had injured his hands in a car accident, and people thought he would never play again. But through sheer determination, he completed his grueling rehabilitation. He had been reborn and returned to the top of the world. Tears streamed down my face. I dialed the all-too-familiar number on my phone. It rang once and was answered quickly.

“Why did you want to meet?” “Always so direct,” Aunt Margot tutted. Her voice was syrupy sweet, the same tone she’d used right before assigning me some degrading chore. “We’re family, dear. Can’t family have a civilized conversation?” “We stopped being family when you kicked me out at seventeen with nothing.” The smile on her face tightened. “You were provided for—” “I was your maid. Your slave. Don’t try rewrite history.” Silence. Uncle Richard’s smile faded into something harder.

Whatever this weird obsession was, it had to stop. Sighing, she stepped out and headed to the kitchen to pour herself a cup of coffee before checking on Nicholas. “She wants to lose weight?” Fatima chuckled as she took a sip. Okay, this was truly insane. People were going through it, all this drama, after the dark thing she’d just tried to pull. And her best move now was to change her entire look and start over in a new country? Wow. Maybe the world was ending; none of it made sense.

With the money, she got from Shane Lin, she decided to buy them all, the gate was opened. A fashionable dressed man entered the courtyard looking extremely cool, Mama Sarah and Mora blinked their eyes wondering who it was. The man removed the shade from his eyes, and smiled “Mama Sarah” he said and chuckled cheekily. Mama Sarah looked at him closely, “Fatty, is that you?” she asked and chuckled. Boss Cool scratched his head, Mama Sarah helped him lose a lot of weight in just two days, he looked like an Olympic athlete, and even his wife has begun to care about his feelings.

"I'm so sorry mum. All things work together for good for them that love the lord out God." "Yes. Everything will be fine in the end. I have not given up getting him back to stay here." She said. "As you should. I don't think he gets to eat his cake and have it." I said. "Good talk mum. That's the spirit." I told her. "What is happening here?" Femi said, coming into the patio. "I was just gisting with our new wife. She's amazing by the way. I wonder how God saw you worthy." His mother said.

“Please, everyone is attacking my weight today!” Her cousin laughed. “You deserve it.” One aunt held both her cheeks dramatically. “This girl left us for romance and returned for peace.” Mr. Laurent muttered from behind, “A very expensive lesson.” Everyone laughed again. Even Alessia. Because for the first time in years, laughing didn’t hurt. She hugged them all. And somehow, with every embrace, the broken parts of her felt less broken. Little by little, piece by piece, home was stitching her back together. Finally, everyone moved toward the dining table.