Novel & Cerita Dear Mr President I Want You Back

He was in a fever mode this time. He opened his mouth to speak, but his hands stopped him. They were controlling him, so he closed his lids. He prayed to God to help him increase his confidence like always. He needed Josh Anderson right then—the spiritual, powerful version of him. He opened his lids. He performed a smile for the audience. Confusion struck their blazing eyes. “Hello everyone. I think all of you knew me as the school’s Mr. President,” he said into the mic. His hand trembled within the touch of the metal.

he murmured softly. His phone vibrated. Jennifer’s name appeared on the screen. Cristian stared at it for a few seconds before finally answering. “What?” his voice was heavy. “Where are you?” Jennifer’s voice sounded annoyed. “Outside.” “You’re drinking again?” Jennifer asked. Cristian let out a small laugh. “So what?” “You promised to come home earlier today,” Jennifer said in a pressing tone. Cristian rubbed his face. “I’m tired, Jeni.” “I’m tired too,” Jennifer replied quickly. “For seven months I’ve been trying to find a woman to bear an heir, but you always refuse.”

The sound was sharp in the quiet room. She glanced at the screen, then froze. Her fingers tightened around the phone, her breathing shifting almost immediately. Alicia noticed the change before Emily said a word. “What is it?” Alicia asked gently. Emily swallowed. “It’s… it’s Vin.” Her hands began to shake as she unlocked the phone. The message was long. Don't mind all the things I said to you earlier. I’ve been thinking. I’m willing to take you back. But there’s a condition. You’ll have to remove the pregnancy. I’m not ready to father any child right now.

President 8 As I drove back into the compound , I felt that feeling that I hadn’t felt in ages . I had never dreamt that I was going to be coming back here ever again , I thought that all hope was lost but it seems like it wasn’t it . It was just two days ago when I got an unexpected text from him that he was coming back . I never thought that he would come back , I thought that it was the end of us but I was wrong . Of all the things that I had thought of , the least that I could do was wish that he loved me or he had forgiven me .

this and his body Making the members present gasp and step back. - You have a lot of nerve, to dare to come back after everything you have done in my kingdom, you dare to deceive the vigilance of my secretary and dare to enter my office, in a family meeting, in addition to acting arrogant, I'll give you three minutes to get out of here if beyond three minutes you're still here, I assure you that you'll never see the sun again said Caleb, angrily emphasizing each of his words

Jake said "Ahahahahaaha you know what if you want to joke, look for cheap jokes and not expensive jokes. Lilian said " Am not Joking" "Wait a minute, you are serious, No No no that can't be true I can't lost my baby that the only thing my husband your brother left for me to feel his presents, I can't lost my baby, Jake please go and bring my baby back. I want my baby. If Rhain hated me that much she would have better kill me and not killing my child. Jake told me what wrong I committed to her that made her do that to my baby. Lilian said crying fake tears while Jake put her head on his chest begging her to top crying.

"Francis, please! Can you just let me be? I'm going through a lot already and the last thing I would want is you adding up to my problems" "Then share them with me, I'm here to listen to you. To help you solve all of it. I'm Francis North" "You can't help me! You can never do it! Everything is not all about money! Just let me go!!" "You've known me before today. You think I'm going to listen to you because you told me to leave? You're stuck with me forever, Andrea." "Why do you want me back so badly? What exactly do you want from me that you can't get from another woman?"

i realized i was so stupid back then so i'll try fixing it. thak you once again and see you later. and this is not a goodbye

Voice even, Anabella said, “how is your mother today, Mr. President? I believe she has a heart condition, does she not? One that required her to receive a pacemaker. Who do you think manufactured that nifty little gadget keeping your mother alive?” The President’s face went pale. Issuing that threat Marx was sure was the President’s attempt at asserting his dominance once more after Xavier admonished him for his actions. The President was a proud man. Marx wished the man would be smart enough to see the game he was playing. The people he was playing it with.

It was tagged as urgent— “Hey, Sirel,” I said, “Are you okay? Did something ha—” ‘Oh Miss Vega, it’s horrible!’ the President of my fan club wailed. ‘It’s a filthy lie! We know it, but it’s getting out of hand and fast—’ “What are you talking about?”