Ang Sabi Ng Mama Mo Novels & Stories

"Did I raise you well? Did I do good?" It is my turn to rise and kiss her forehead. "I am who I am today because of you, Mom," I said. "You raised a CEO," we both laughed together. "You should never doubt yourself because you are the best mom anyone could ever ask for," she smiled, her eyes glossing over.

“Gabrielle, I hate you! I hate all of you rich people up there on your high horses! “Why should I have to live off your handouts?! If I had your money, I’d live a more valuable life than you ever could! I looked calmly at her frantic state and said, “You’ve got it backwards. Money doesn’t make you valuable. Being valuable is what brings you wealth in the first place.” She was stunned for a moment. She then let out a manic laugh before being forcibly escorted away by the bailiffs. I turned around and strode out of the courtroom. Just then, my phone rang. It was a voice message from Trinity, sent through her smartwatch. “Mommy, can you come pick me up early from school today? I miss you.”

It made me want to scream. "The oven should work now," Gus said, heading for the door. "But it's on its last legs. You'll need a replacement soon." "With what money?"He paused. "I could help with that." "I don't want your charity." "It's not charity." He turned to face me fully. "This restaurant was your mother's dream. Don't let pride kill it." "My mother's dream died with her," I said. "I'm just here because I have nowhere else to go."

“You know you sound like Mommy in the morning, right?” My hand stopped above the bowl of eggs. “Take that sentence back.” “I can’t. It’s in the historical record now.” “I do not sound like Mama.” Saba sat up straighter, put on a dramatic expression, then imitated Mama’s voice with an accent far too accurate for my spiritual comfort. “Saba Isabel de Cruz, you come downstairs with your hair like a war victim and ask for coffee without kissing your sister? Dios mío, this family has lost its values.”

I lay motionless on the ground. Trembling with rage, my mother stepped forward and stomped hard on my wrist. "Briana, pretending to be dead in front of everyone just to embarrass me. Are you very proud of yourself? "Do you think being my daughter means you get special treatment? "The biggest mistake of my life was insisting on giving birth to you in the first place!" Several people nearby gasped sharply. Sharon covered her mouth, but the delight in her eyes was impossible to hide.

"Impudent!" I fell to the floor, staring up at Audrey's cold face. My heart was full of despair. "Why did you even give birth to me, Mom?" For the first time, I called her that. "You should've just let me die…"

"Shut up!" Alice was stunned. She clutched her cheek, staring at her mother in disbelief. "Mom?" "Don't call me that! I'm not your mother!" Cassandra slammed a DNA report down in front of her.

I miss your hug, Mom. "Fuck you!"

Noticing her mother's sadness, Sabrina gently touched her shoulder. "Is something the matter, Mommy?" Giulia remained silent and kept the eyes on the road as she drove. "What's the matter with you, mamma? You look sad. I'll kiss and cuddle you when we get home so you're going to be happy." "No, you'll never kiss me again! We should've stopped that a long time ago!" "But why if I love you so much, Mom?" Now Sabrina started to sob. "What did I do?" "Are you really going to pretend you don't know what you did, you sly one?"

Paige was at the cemetery where she went to visit her mother. She has been there since morning. She placed some flower on her grave and sat close to it. "I missed you mom. If you were alive, you would have stopped me from following Zane. You would have stopped me from making any mistake. Now, I have to become my boss baby mama. Help me mom, what do I do?" She asked and sniffed in. She was trying not to cry. "Give me a good sign or a bad sign. Anything that can convince me that I should do this. Please mom" she sobbed silently.