Alvin And The Chipmunks Valentines Day นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Valentine's Day was supposed to be the day Adrian Weldon proposed. The night before, he texted me, saying he wanted to give me the proposal I deserved. [Summer, you and our baby deserve a real family.] I held my phone and grinned like an idiot forever. I even picked out a loose white dress to hide my five-month bump. I thought it would be the happiest day of my life. Instead, I got to the mountain and learned the truth. There was no proposal.

I froze. Valentine’s? Was it? I quickly pulled out my phone and checked the date. Tomorrow is indeed Valentine’s Day. Usually, I’d give my workers the day off to celebrate while I worked from home. A younger me would’ve been dressed in a white priestly gown, preparing for Mass at the Catholic church. That was all I knew about St. Valentine’s Day. “Hello!” Cherry’s voice cut through my thoughts. I blinked. Tina gasped. “You didn’t know tomorrow is Valentine’s?”

will you at least come and meet him before saying no? Val sighed dramatically. "I hate you." "I know." Liv said,face hopeful. "But will you come?" Val looked around the table. Every single member of the family was smiling. Even Ethan. Especially Ethan. She groaned. "This is why I hide in Florida." "When's the show?" Ethan asked. Livvy smiled. "Valentine's Day." The words had barely left her mouth before Ethan's head snapped up and his chair scraped back. "No." he said forcefully.

"Oh. His mother is much better. Don't be too down. His parents don't understand you. They have a misunderstanding. Just buck up and try hard to earn money to appease Chad's…" "I want to buck up too, but Chad is ignoring me. That bastard!" "He has been scolded terribly by his parents. Try to understand.'" Ben lit a cigarette and changed to a lighter topic. "Has Elliot and Avery reconciled? I saw Avery show off her ring on social media." Mike was stunned. "She didn't tell me! I haven’t been looking at my phone either." "It was Valentine's Day. They spent Valentine's Day together." Ben exhaled a puff of smoke. "Other than a diamond ring, they took a photo together. They look so happy as if the

"When you do something wrong, you pay for it. Sign this, and we can still be husband and wife." Someone grabbed my hand, pressed my thumb into the ink pad, and forced it down at the end of the contract. Joy flashed in Vivian's eyes. Matteo took the agreement and left with her. When the door closed, my heart finally died. I struggled to my feet, closed my fist around the broken ruby bracelet, and dialed a number I hadn't called in three years. When the line connected, the other side was silent. Salvatore Valenti, the don of the Valenti family, never needed to raise his voice to stop Chicago’s night in its tracks.

Valen gave a slow smile, one of satisfaction that never quite reached his eyes. “Anita,” he murmured, watching her as she walked away, his gaze fixed on the sway of her hips. He returned his focus to the puppy in his lap. The little dog nuzzled closer into his side, warm and calm. The music shifted. A new song played through the speakers—Gangsta Love Letter by Llona. Valen tilted his head as the melody filled the air, and he began to sing softly with the first verse. The puppy raised its head and looked up at him, ears twitching with curiosity.

He also said I needed to stay in a good mood, be careful with my diet and medication, and take good care of myself. Next to the medical report were two plane tickets for a seven-day trip to Isvalia. I initially planned to tell her on Valentine's Day, so I could relax with her before the surgery. Now, that was no longer needed. Nancy rushed back with the first-aid kit and rifled through it a few times before stopping. "Where's the ointment? Did you…" She cut herself off halfway through. I caught the fleeting expression on her face—guilt mixed with a hint of unease.

I wasn't planning to stay long, so I might have to return to Grizlo tomorrow. It wasn't long after we sat in the garden when Alpha Devin finally arrived. From the look of things, he had intended to surprise his mate, and he had. Luna Susan was screaming with Joy. She must have missed her husband. He showed up at the back, where we had a clear view from the garden. She ran toward him, and he held her, spinning her around while she kissed him.

My already-broken heart immediately shattered into a million pieces. It was no wonder he had been so angry at us. It was Valentine's Day, and he was busy accompanying his first love, Mia Silvermane. Tina's call had interrupted his sweet moments with her, and that was why he lost his temper. Tina stared at the phone screen that went black and started to cry again. She climbed up next to my body and kept calling out to me. "Mommy, Mommy, don't die, please! Can you please not die? I'll be good…"

“Then you should know—neither am I.” The moment hung taut—his hand still in her hair, his suspicion sharp enough to cut. Then, mercifully, the distraction arrived. Across the table, two men erupted in an argument. Chips spilled, voices rose, and one chair screeched backward as accusations of cheating flew. The tension snapped the room in half. Valentina moved. Her hand brushed casually over Alvarez’s arm as though soothing him back into the game. In the motion, her fingers dipped just low enough to skim the cuff at his wrist. A flick, a press, and the tiny brass key slid into her palm, hidden beneath her red nails.