Novel & Cerita China Anne Mcclain Relationships

If possible, Anne wants herself to replace Angel's position. "Thank you for all your love for me. Thank you too for giving birth to Sean. So, my life can be so colorful even if only for a moment." ---

Ann had practically watched Shelly grow up and observed how Shelly's parents raised her. That was why she thought highly of Shelly and believed that Shelly was worthy of her son. As Shelly and Chris got closer, their families' relationships deepened. Ann and Shelly's mom quickly became middle-aged best friends. Even after Shelly and Chris broke up, it did not affect the bond between the two middle-aged friends. However, Ann never expected that the incident of Paige nearly miscarrying was Shelly's doing. She had no idea. She only found out today when Shelly's mom found her and pleaded for her to convince Chris to let Shelly off the hook.

And not just anyone—this had Sinclair’s fingerprints all over it. I quickly opened another news outlet. Then another. It was everywhere. The same story, the same accusations. Reporters had dug into Anne’s past, dredging up every detail of her life before we met. They twisted the facts, making it seem like she’d been planning this all along—marrying a billionaire to solve her financial problems. I felt sick. Anne shifted beside me, her hand reaching out to touch my arm. “Luke?” she murmured, her voice thick with sleep. “What’s going on?”

Anne came to live with me two months ago. After high school, we'd grown apart. I only knew she'd gone to college in the north and, near graduation, started dating someone and chose to stay there with him. Then, two months ago, she called me crying, saying she'd broken up and needed to come home to recover. With her parents divorced and no other family here, I happily offered her a place to stay. Anne moved into our new home as Bernard and I were deep in wedding preparations. Despite the years we'd spent apart, she still had a way of clinging to me.

Ma introduced Annie to Jeanne. “Hi, Annie. Thank you for being here and taking care of my mother.” Jeanne shook hands with her. Annie is a mid 40's woman, maybe a little bit younger or older than Ma, but she was looking so cheerful and energetic. “Ah, Aaron. Please come in first. Let's have lunch together.” Ma invited Aaron. “Aaron!” Cried Annie when she saw Aaron and they both hugged. Jeanne and Ma seemed puzzled, with Jeanne still not recovered from what happened on the jet.

All along, they felt that the relationship between Michelle and Anna was that close, so there was nothing wrong with Anna being able to know Michelle and Edward's private home. "Anna and your mother are very close, and we see it as natural. They have a business relationship, between boss and personal secretary." Christine furrowed her brow. "Do you think there's something wrong with Anna?" Alicia looked surprised now. It seemed like the two of them knew nothing but work, business and money. And Alicia could no longer contain herself. Alicia looked at Christine, then at Felix. "Do you know the cause of my mother and father's death?"

With Annelie on vacation, she came to Red Valley Pack, and I spilled all these things to her like pouring beans. Surprisingly, Annelie listened with great interest, as if she was hearing a captivating story. Annelie plopped down beside me, scrutinizing me from head to toe for a while, "I know about these things. But shouldn't you tell me how things are going with your man at home?" When Jaclyn Dills was mentioned, my expression became a bit odd. With my father's hospitalization, Linda's divorce, and my busy schedule, I hadn't had the time to think about my relationship with Jaclyn Dills.

“You didn't tell me we were expecting guests.” Guests! Did he just call me a guest!? It irritated me how fluid his acting was. If I wasn't sure I knew him, I'd have been convinced that I was losing my mind. Lilian patted the empty seat beside her for Aiden to sit. “That's your brother's fiancee, Anna, daughter of the late McClain.” His gaze flicked to me, and for the briefest moment, I saw an emotion—hurt. No shit, was he hurt? He wasn't even the victim here. I was.

This had only caused the Sumners to treat Nyla with even more disregard. Nyla had endured their behavior before because she had expectations for Clark. Now that her love for him was gone, tolerating it would reduce her to nothing more than a doormat. She smiled and replied, "Getting a divorce is still better than never getting married. What do you think, Aunt Anne?" Anne's face immediately darkened, her gaze sharp as daggers. "Say that again?!" Anne had once been in a relationship and waited for that man after their breakup. Now, approaching 40 and still unmarried, it had become a sore spot for her. No one dared to mention it in her presence.

His expression darkened as he glared at me. My father spoke up first. “Nancy, is this how we raised you? “Anna is an orphan. Even her husband passed away three years ago. How could you be so cruel?” Likewise, my mother looked at me with open reproach. “Being a widow already invites gossip. Are you doing this on purpose?”