Dear Mrs Novels & Stories

the middle-aged woman bowed her hand and smiled beautifully at Eddie who was still shocked. “I'm not his girlfriend… I'm his…” Eddie paused for a while thinking of the best word to describe the relationship between her and Mr. Lee. It will be a little weird if she refers to herself as his friend. They weren't even close not to talk of being friends. “I'm not his girlfriend” she concluded finally after having an inner battle with her mind. “Oh, sorry young miss. You are the first female he has ever brought home” the woman replied with a smile. “Anyways, I'm the housekeeper. You call me Mrs. Chen.”

that’s all he said, but continued saying, “Then Ms.Designer shirt you are not going to sleep.” “I will ask you later why should I not sleep, but the nickname you are using is no longer correct for me.” I said looking at me. “And why is that?” he asked confused. “I am not miss anymore. I am married to Mr.Whatever.” I replied smiling. “Then your name will be Mrs.Whatever.” he said leaning down. “Yesterday I was called like that by the secretary.” I said, moving away from him and got up from the bed. “Where are you going?” he asked confused.

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Isabella “Mrs. Delgado, I just wanted to call about your son’s test results,” a woman’s voice croons through my phone speaker. I’m too nervous to correct her that it’s not missus Delgado but doctor. “Okay. Excellent,” I say, my heart beating faster. “Is now a bad time?”

The car door slowly pushed open and Damian stepped out, Damian is the Beta to the Alpha of our pack, he was still as breathtaking as always, in his corporate suit, with his muscular broad build. Damian and I were fated mates and we were so much in love with each other but a few months into our marriage he had changed so much, I never for once fell out of love with everything I admired so much about him, but he seemed to forget everything about me, he might soon even forget I existed. Just as these thoughts were swirling in my head, the passenger door to the car swung open and she walked out. Lilian, my half-sister, the last of my father. A sight that tore through me like a jagged blade.

Professional. "There," Mrs. Chen said. "You look lovely." Elara looked at herself in the vanity mirror. She looked like a stranger. A woman getting married. A woman whose life wasn't a carefully constructed corporate transaction. "Thank you," Elara said. Mrs. Chen's expression softened slightly. "It is my pleasure, Mrs. Thorne." The title still felt strange. Mrs. Thorne. In one hour, it would be legal. A sharp knock sounded on the door. Alexander's voice came through the wood.

She says and just like her daughter, a hug and air kisses are added to her greeting. " I'm okay Mrs Myers." " Oh you can call me Miss, doll, I'm divorced now." O...Kay, awkward. " I see that you're here with a friend. Hello." I can say right now like mother like daughter, she also holds out her hand as if expecting a kiss on it. Like before, Mr Cullen shakes her hand before turning to me. " We should be on our way now or else we'll be late for our appointment." What. The. Heck?

" Anything wrong MRS sahay " " I asked you who cooked this? " " Hmm cook" MRS khan responded little spluttering " Ooh then I want to meet that cook as I want the recipe " " Ooh no worries, we will send the written recipe to you " " No I want it personally, can I meet the cook " Both the ladies share a look whereas umer just hides his nervousness "She is a woman and a very conservative one "

****** "Dear? Why the long face? You are pregnant and that's what we've been praying for, right?" So, tell me why you are not happy?!"

“Hello, Mrs. Right.” “‘Oh, Max, I heard from Billie you were back in town, but I only just found out you and Liam are seeing each other. Of course, I haven’t seen you in years, but unless you’ve changed a great deal, you were like a second daughter to us when you lived next door.’” Maxima felt emotion swell in her chest. “Oh, Mrs. Right, I feel the same way. I mean, you were always so nice to me, exactly like a second mother.”