Novel & Cerita Bad Stepmother

She had the most beautiful and largest smile on her face, I could hear the little giggles that escaped her lips right now. I looked up from my phone when my step mother walked in. She wore a traditional black dress with a white fur jacket. I could feel her eyes burning into my skull. I knew she didn't exactly like me at this point. I honestly don't understand what I did wrong. I didn't know if it's because she doesn't trust me or because I’m dating Jane. I think I have proved myself worthy of her. "You don't deserve her." She said, I looked up from my phone in confusion.

I hummed back, nodding my head as I processed the statement. “That’s so strange,” I muttered. Deep down, from what I understood by the mother’s character breakdown, she broke Audrey down until she didn’t have a fighting bone or a fighting chance. This was what I was told by Guillemette. Comparing this statement to the character of who was supposed to be her stepmother made no absolute sense. “Yeah…but I’m glad it’s over and I hope it’s not something that happens every night. That would piss me the fuck off because how else am I supposed to sleep.”

Polished marble floors stretched beneath his feet, while large crystal chandeliers hung from the high ceilings. A deep bitterness settled over him. How could this woman and her children have lived in such extravagant wealth all these years, enjoying the fortune that had once been his mother's, while his mother had lived in extreme poverty after his father, that despicable bastard who had once been nothing more than an employee at her company, had betrayed her with Silvia? Together, they had secretly conspired to strip his mother of everything she owned by tricking her into signing documents that made her lose everything, leaving her with nothing but the clothes on her back and forcing her ou

THEY MET BY COINCIDENCE AVERY'S POV "You sat there while she insulted mom! Really, father?" I scream, almost raising the roof down after my witch stepmother; lady Beatrice insulted me and my late mother before leaving the room. I call her a step-witch because a mother can't behave this way. All she did ever since the day she got married to my father was to maltreat me.

"Your mother was a means to an end. She was a woman of low appetites and high debts. She was easy to manage. Easy to buy." "You used her," I whispered, the weight of the betrayal hitting me again. "You sat at our table, you kissed her cheek, you called yourself my stepfather... and all the time you were just waiting for her to die?" "I didn't wait for her to die, Elara. I waited for her to fail," he corrected, his voice as sharp as the knife in his hand. "And she failed spectacularly. She gambled away your inheritance in a basement in Macau. She signed over your guardianship to settle a debt with a man who would have sold you to the highest bidder in a heartbeat. I didn't steal you. I saved

“Mom, this is Doctor Bobin Harris, my fiance, Roe this is my mom Leila.” The woman named Leila widens her eyes, pursing her lips. “Oh, is that so? Have I heard it right, fiance? That must be done playing with little girls.” The mockery in her voice matches the sour expression on her face; Leila is the typical evil stepmother in movies. “Mom!” Aubrey calls out to her, not liking the words from her mother’s dirty mouth. “What? Your brother is a total player; you know that, do you, Roe?”

I shook my head and said, “I don’t know. She packed up and left.” He was about to walk away but suddenly stopped. He pointed at his own face and asked, “What happened to your face?” Then, I remembered what Scarlett had said about me. She called me a stray dog that no one wanted and said I should be the one leaving. So, I told my dad, “Stepmom did this. She called me a bastard, a stray dog that no one wants, and told me to leave the house.” Yes, I held grudges. Even the smallest unfairness made me angry, and I blew it out of proportion.

Emma laughed, "What's impossible? In the Seldom family, the fourth stepmother, the sixth stepmother, and even Omega Lanka weren't favored. They could peacefully live by not posing a threat to Luna Sandra or using various schemes. Why didn't the stepmothers ask where the first stepmother, the second stepmother, the third stepmother, and the eighth stepmother had gone? I don't mind telling you. The first stepmother was a maid on Luna Sandra's side. She committed numerous malicious deeds against her. But the fate of the first stepmother wasn't good. Luna Sandra mentioned that she was carrying a boy in her womb, so she didn't live for more than three years! Reflect on this, stepmother. You have

Ethan hisses, his face inches from the terrified man's. "I want the person who put Thallium in my stepmother's cup. I watched my mother wither away because of accidents like this. I watched her heart fail while the doctors called it natural causes." "You've been crying, Simon. Is it out of grief for my stepmother... or is it because you know exactly which spice rack holds the Thallium?" "I—I would never, Mr. Ethan!" the chef stammers, his face turning a ghostly shade of grey. "I loved the mistress!"

Her Stepfather soon stepped in and after whispering softly to his wife's ears, he placed his hand gently on my shoulder and led me out of the house. Well, Atleast one person seems normal. Jordan, her Mom and Ralph acted far from Normal and I still can't wrap my mind around anything at this point. "I don't think now's a good time Son." He explained in a low voice and the look on his face was a sorry one. With the heavy taste of pain somewhere along my throat, I walked back towards my car but stopped right before I got in. I turned back for one last look. Waiting and hoping that she would come running to me but she never came.