Dear Mrs Novels & Stories

"I love you." "I love you, Mrs Gray."

"Hello?" "Be careful on your way, my dear.."

Simon now felt like a stranger to me. “Madam you’re back” Martha rushed up to me and engulfed me in a hug. She was the head maid and probably the closest thing to a friend that I had in here. “How is the baby?” she asked worried and tears welled up in my eyes again. “I’m so sorry” she said and hugged me tighter. I allowed her to hold me for a few more minutes, just basking in the warmth before I finally pulled away, wiping my tears. “Has Simon been home recently?” I asked even though I already knew the answer to all of that she shook her head “no Madam” I simply nodded my head.

They all came from the woman whom he was supposed to meet last night. “Clarice Grant. What now?” Lynn decided to open her messages and realized that she’s really angry. [ Why did you not show your face! I waited in your house all night! ] [ You’re the one asking for help! Yet you have the guts to do this to me? I will no longer help you! ] [ You can no longer ask for my help! Hmph! I even bought all of them and you’re like this. ] [ Hey! Arial Lachman! Why are you still not replying! Answer my calls! ]

" 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 "

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"Hey darling" Oh no !

****** "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?!"

"Also, you can introduce yourself to Isaac properly if you want. I won't be bothered." "I don't deserve that kind of thing. He is already happy so, that's enough for me." She let go of me. "Alright. Give Aunt a hug too, Isaac." He quickly gave me a hug and pulled away before waving at me. "Bye." I waved back. "Bye." "By the way," Mrs. Dobre began, "my name is Elaine." I blinked in surprise. "What?" "You think I wouldn't notice that you forgot my name?" She laughed. "You might be a popular actress but your face is so easy to read."

Yours, Ayla aka Mrs. Claude.'