Romans & histoires After Transmigrating The Fat Wife Made A Comeback

Chris sat up and carefully slipped the book he’d been reading into his backpack. Fluffing the large pillow behind her head, he helped get her situated in the bed. “How’d it go?” Before his mother could reply, Transplant Doctor, Fatima Husain, entered the room with a gigantic smile on her face. She was the doctor who initially conducted the first transplant surgery between his mother and Michael. That she entered the room out of the blue was a surprise. Never in a million years did he expect to see her for a couple more years.

“If I had been in your position, I’d have lost it completely. What matters is that you’re awake now—and you’re here, talking to me. The doctor told you everything about your condition, right? You should focus on getting better. Don’t you miss going to school?” He stared at me for a long moment, then finally nodded, though his face was still full of regret. “I do. I really do.” “Then heal up fast,” I said, ruffling his thick hair again. “And thank you for standing up for me, Adam. You really are the best little brother Vanessa could ever ask for.” “Don’t you mean you’re Vanessa?” he muttered with a pout. “Ahaahaha, yes, you’re right. I am Vanessa.” Why did I say that? Paula Whitney no longer

Every small motion screamed apology, yet it drew him in closer without him realizing. “And tonight...” she hesitated, voice barely audible. “What Marcus said at the club...” Adrian paused, noticing her fingers tighten around his sleeve. “He said your wife is more elegant than me,” she whispered. “I know he’s right,” she murmured bitterly, lowering her gaze. “She comes from a powerful family. I’m just... someone your family helped. A sponsored student.” Adrian’s eyes darkened, though he didn’t move immediately. A flicker of old hurt from years ago surfaced, just enough to remind him that some wounds never fully heal.

Amelia felt humiliation crawl beneath her skin. “I only became this after I gave birth to our son. I have tried to lose the weight,” she whispered shakily. Daniel scoffed. “You always say that.” “I did.” Her voice cracked. “The doctors said my hormones—” “Oh, please. There’s always an excuse.” Amelia’s stomach twisted violently. The diets. The gym memberships. The appetite suppressants. The nights she cried in bathroom mirrors after weighing herself. None of it had mattered. “You stopped being my wife after Noah was born,” Daniel continued coldly. “You became lazy. Fat. Ugly.”

"Madam, news has come from the construction site that a photograph of an old woman has been found underneath, and the old woman has been taken to the hospital, confirming that the photo is of her deceased husband. ." Hearing that, Lisa nodded. At that time, she felt that Grandma Jack was not arguing without reason, but looking for something. In her previous life, it was because no one found out about this, thinking that she was the cause, that she paid extra money for the house demolition, which spawned subsequent tragedies. "There's also Jack's sister, and together we moved her to that hospital for treatment." Benedict continued to speak, and did not forget to add one more sentence. “All sp

" Javier went back to the security store after blessing the fat woman with such an 'honorable' form of address. The fat woman was left in shambles all alone outside, shell-shocked by what Javier had done. Were rich people willing to do anything to take their enemy down with them, even to the point that they’d suffer a much greater loss than their enemy in the end? The fat woman was prepared to extort Javier but was stunned when he pulled off something like that. To think that Javier no longer wanted his car... The fat woman finally called it quits and went back in to look for Javier, but he ignored her outright despite all her pleas. Since she had been acting like she was all that, she shoul

' This could only mean one thing, Sia has regained her memories and lost her soul in the process' ################

"I am just guessing whether this transcoding technique will fail after Lucy gave birth to a baby. The misplaced train returned to its own track, the link between you and her disappeared automatically, and it returned to the mate that should belong to you." Abbey wasn't sure about her guess either, so she quieted down and waited for our response. But I think that she was right. "Susan said that transcoding is risky and not permanent." I looked at Aaron and he clearly agreed with her. Everything makes sense now. Bella used the technique of transcoding to replace Brooklyn's life and became my Luna, Lucy. Without my knowledge, we lived a stable and peaceful marriage and welcomed our child, Amy.

"If I were in your shoes, I wouldn’t have let my husband spend a minute with a woman like Ruby." "Rachel…" Grandma gives her a meaningful look. "You should prepare something healthy for Molly." Mom’s smile resumes. "I will go and prepare chicken soup with farro." She hurried to the kitchen. With their love and care, I regain my confidence in this marriage. Deep down, I feel that I and Lance will have a happy life together. ------------------------------- I went back home after dinner and saw Lance’s car parked in the garage. I was not expecting him to come back so soon, but he had already returned. It made me wonder why he had not gone to dinner at the mansion.

Whispering with emphasis, Sebastian said quietly, "I'm sure you remember. And since that day, the image of you on top of me has always filled my imagination, Fathia." "Perverted," Fathia pinched his muscular arm rather firmly, making her husband wince but then burst into laughter. "I'm speaking the truth," Sebastian replied, parting Fathia's long hair. His old scar was no longer visible. Fathia's face had returned to its original state, and since having Gwen, for some inexplicable reason, Fathia's body seemed to have received just the right amount of nourishment. It made her slender figure look fuller. "I've never lied about you, Fathia."