Novel & Cerita Carolyn Marie Reads

Enough that he let me bring him news that should've come from his own son. The moment I stepped inside, the caretakers perked up. Recognition softened their tired faces. "Carla!" "Welcome, Madame Lockwood!" "It's been a while!" Their warmth eased something tight in my chest. A woman in a crisp uniform hurried forward; Marie. Her smile was the brightest of them all. She was the head caregiver. "Carla, dear. We weren't expecting you today." "Is he in his room?" I asked. Marie let out a dramatic sigh.

But Marina grabs her wrist, stopping her. **Let's talk!** Carol’s expression shifts to confusion, but she nods. Both of them walk into the private lounge area, where no one else is around. Carol remains calm and silent as Marina collects herself. The southern, breezy wind makes Carol feel a bit calmer. It feels lonely, though. Even the wind burns her eyes. **Sorry for that,** Marina tries to smile but fails. **I just found out I was the other woman in someone’s marriage. I gave six years to that fucking bastard!** She laughs through her tears.

Maria asked as soon as they entered Shawn’s study room. “Yes, Nanny Maria. Also, Carol, I want to tell you that Rica was my friend’s daughter, a woman whom I met and treated like a sister when she was still alive. I’m sure Mr. Gatson didn't tell you anything.” Carol shook her head in response. “Well, I ran away from my father’s house. Nanny Maria is the one who has taken care of me since I was young. She is like a second mother to me. To make it short, Rica’s mother is the woman I met after I ran away and I stayed with her until she gave birth to Rica. Unfortunately, Carol died. Yes, her nickname is like yours. Her name is Carolina Imperial.”

Marie smirks at me. I roll my eyes, "Okay." "Just kidding Karter. You're very fun." Marie smirks my way. "I know. You don't need to tell me twice." I smile at Marie. ….. Marie and I were in the living room shifting between channels deciding what to watch. Millie was causally waiting for her friend to arrive as she was running around the house. The doorbell rang and Millie rushed outside. Marie and I both got up and ran behind her. Someone is very excited. Before Marie and I could even reach the door, Millie and a little girl who I'm assuming is Cindy walked inside.

Okay, let me explain, I said to her. When I was coming to work this morning, waiting for the bus, Endrick saw me and he persuaded me to give me a ride to the company but I declined. You what! She exclaimed. You mean you declined the request of Endrick to give you a lift to the company. 'Wow’, she added. Mary, don't you know almost all the female workers working in this particular company always wish for such an opportunity, even only once, but you declined. See Sandra, you can't understand. I said. Okay Mary what's there that I can't understand, she queried.

she winked as she flipped her hair, "text me the details for tomorrow. Now I gotta go prepare for my wedding." "And the night that comes after." With a grin he said, and Maria flung a pillow at him, the cost of his silliness, which he caught before playing dead. *** AUTHOR'S NOTE - okay, okay okayyyy! I have a really bad phone so I'm unable to access the goodnovel from the website, (hopefully I get a new one soon, jeeeeez) That's why I couldn't leave a message for yall, but fuck that, yeah? I have to do this. I'm happy about the turnout, a lot of yall are reading and it makes my brain just- 'kkjhfswduokjj you're doing it gurlll'

The silence drew out, wire-taut. Marie allowed a flicker of outrage to enter her tone. "Madam, if I may say so with respect, I've been tending to Candy. She's recovering. I barely have time for gossip, let alone plots. "And yet," said Jamaica quietly, "you always appear to be up on things." Marie's eyes never dropped. "I read, I listen. We all do." The older woman examined her through the screen, looking for chinks. "Do you know what becomes of those who attempt to bring down this family, Marie?"

Seven people, including me had gotten to the final and we were lined up in the same row. I sat by the window, sitting next to a woman who seemed to be much older than me. She was wearing a plain long dress with no makeup and her straight hair was tied up. She was reading a book related to internal designing. Out of politeness, I introduced myself, "Hello, my name is Reed Defiant." "Hello, Marie Drew." She greeted me during the interval of reading. "Marie Drew? You are Marie." She was Marie Drew, the Marie Drew!

Knock, knock, knock, knock Marigold heard knocking at her door. "Come in," Marigold said. Carls entered the room, see Marigold dressed in a peach blazer that's sleeves were scrunched up to her elbows, a high waisted pencil skirt that's color matched the blazer, a plain white dress shirt, white heels, a peach pearl necklace, and matching pearl earrings, and her hair styled in a loose curl hairdo. He said, "Good morning, Miss Marigold. Did you sleep well?" She said, "Yes I slept great and look I woke up on time." Carls chuckled and said, "Yes you did. You have shocked me Miss Marigold." She laughed and Carls glanced at her bedside table, seeing an empty plate. He said, "I take it that you go h

Why she hasn't learned to make attack plans faster is beyond me. Hiding an amused smile, I bring myself back to the present. Emma is reading again, her bookmark twirling in her fingers and her book open on her lap, so the room is silent. So silent I can hear the slight chatter going in outside. Mariam's voice finds me, as does Richard's, and I can hear a nurse somewhere calling for a Dr. Rodriguez. It's all boring to me.