Romans & histoires Christian Yelich Mom

Chelsea had been plumb surprised, because he hadn't even known his mother had a mother who was still well and alive. "Darcy," his grandmother said, her voice firm but with a hint of a drawl. "It's Yolanda, Ma," his mother said. "Aww, shucks," his grandmother said. "It sure as shoot ain't Yolanda your daddy, God rest his soul, and I gave you when you were born." She took off her glasses and squinted her eyes at Chelsea. "And who in Sam Hill is this young whippersnapper?" Chelsea hadn't known what a whippersnapper was but he'd assumed she was referring to him.

She looked up at him, her eyes filled with sorrow, and whispered, "Dad..." Yafe's face looked stern as he glared at Liam, ignoring Celena completely. "Don't call me Dad. I have only two children, Qemal and Cheryl. You know full well what we lost because of you. The chaos you caused at Cheryl's engagement led to the Hughes family breaking it off. Now, you have the nerve to show your face here!" he spat.

"Mom, I believe Mary only hurt me because she was confused. After marrying into the Madden family, she won't see me anymore. Maybe she won't trouble me again after that." Yelena's tears fell in big, pitiful drops, but her thoughts betrayed her. "You stupid old woman. What are you waiting for? Do it now! Reprimand her already!" As if struck by a snake, my mother suddenly shoved Yelena away and shouted, "You… What did you just say?"

Hunter's POV Last night I spent two hours just sitting with Chelsea. Just talking about our families. She grew up in an average household. Nothing extraordinary. Her dad, Blake Nicholson, was a financial advisor, and her mother, Trisha, was a secretary. She also told me her mom had discovered she had ovarian cancer when she was two, so she didn't have any siblings. It had been a really hard time for her family. She hadn't gone into remission until Chelsea was in school. She was so proud of her mother for fighting so hard... I wonder if that's where Cheslea gets if from?

I yelled. “If anything happens to my baby, the Sinclair family will never forgive you!” Yelena kicked me hard right in my stomach wound. She sneered and spoke with disdain. “The Sinclair family? I’ve never heard of them!” Then, her mother grabbed my hair with a cruel grin. “My daughter is Yelena Stone, the wife of Northshore Group’s Jacob Fletcher. I don’t care who you are. You’re begging for her forgiveness right now!” Pain shot through my scalp, but it did not match the agony in my heart.

Growing up, I didn’t see my parents a lot which was something Vince and I would most likely have in common. We were just so perfect for each other. “Your mother is having dinner with Mrs. Lamberti and Mrs. Alfonzo.” “Hmm.” I chuckled. “Of course she is.” It seemed like mommy’s call for attention had also been working as she had been hanging around those two women of status quite a lot—Cesca Lamberti, Christian’s mom—and Lita Alfonzo, Serena’s mom. ‘Christian has an unwed brother.’ Those were mom’s words as soon as we landed. ‘One of the Alfonzo boys just got out of a bad relationship, and the other one is a single dad.’ Those were her second words.

"SMITH?!" Elena's voice boomed around the living room of her father's house. Chelsea sat there on the sofa facing Elena, filing her nails. Her stomach was still flat, but it was clear she had taken in. Jennifer was seated away from them, her fingers tapping away on her laptop, a headset over her ears. Their mother was out to a yoga class, and their father stood at the door, his hands planted on his hips. "Answer me, Chelsea," Elena shouted again. "Is it the Smith I know or another guy altogether?"

Yuri glanced at Vicky, who immediately put on a flattering smile, "praise me." Yuri was speechless "Wait a minute." Seeing that Yuri was about to leave, Mary Ye immediately pulled her and said "You haven't been home for such a long time. Dad and mom are worried about you. Mom is sick because of this and keeps calling your name. You can go back to see her." Yuri paused. In Ye family, the only one who really cared about her was Perly Chene . "I see." Then she turned around and went back to the classroom.

Also, Elizabeth was just a front. Christian may think that she was fine for now, but it was only because she was new. Elizabeth had only been around for a short amount of time unlike herself. She had been with Christian for so many years so their feelings were definitely real. Elizabeth could not compare to that. Thus, Chelsea promised her father that she knew what she should do. In any case, she would not implicate the Asdell family again. Only then did her father let her out. Chelsea immediately thought about calling Christian. She could not contain herself after not being in contact with him for so many days. She felt that she had been abandoned.

The lady's eyes, barely aged, hinted at her meticulous self-care. "You're Zyra, right?" The question snapped Zyra to full alertness. She nodded, eyes wide. "Yes, that's me. How can I help you?" Zyra's voice quivered, betraying a touch of fear. The lady's brow creased. "I'm Tyler's mother—Shylah Yablon. I've come to ask you a few things. Are you available?" Realizing she was facing Tyler's mother, potentially her future mother-in-law, Zyra's spirits lifted, and she managed a small smile. "Sure, but I'm not involved with Tyler anymore, so I might not be up-to-date on his current situation."