Novel & Cerita Ej And Gina Hsmtmts Fanfiction

There was no way they could be the same person! On one of their dates, he drove a Peugeot. She saw the plate spelled J-A-S. Not J-I-N. How could he not be Jas Mathieu? Thoughts raced through Julianne’s mind, which made her dizzy again. She reached for the bottle of water that Gian was holding in his hand. “It’s a good thing Mom and Dad weren’t here,” Gian said in a tone meant to lighten up his sister’s mood. “They’ll probably think you’re pregnant again.”

CHAPTER 8 – Shay “Girl, you have to tell me, were you two a thing in high school or something?” Gina propped her hands underneath her chin and settled in. It was getting late, and we were back in my room again. Gina was making herself comfortable and I knew that she wouldn’t be going anywhere until she got some answers. I suppose that she felt entitled because Will had sent her out to pick me up some things.

"That's our savings. More than half is my grandma's pension. I told you on the phone—she's in the ER. She needs that money to live." Gina rolled her eyes. "You're still putting on a show? You followed us here just to stop Peter? It's just money. I'll pay you back after my bonus next month. You really gonna be this cheap?" I ignored her, eyes on Peter. "Transfer the rest. Now." He stood and shoved the card back into his wallet. "Joey Jensen, this is unbelievable. You that jealous you can't show basic decency? Gina's shaken up. Instead of caring, you're making a scene. Where's the grace of someone about to be my wife?"

"No,i was going for a walk when a femal fan spotted me,i started running, that's when i saw her for a split second" "And you are sure you weren't drunk?" He asked again and i rolled my eyes. "I wasn't" "Okay,if it's really Gianna,what are you going to do? Go after her? You know that is so impossible" "Yeah,she probably hates my existence" "And you know that nagging b*tch will start barking again" "I know but first i have to find out if it was really her" 💞 Gianna's P.o.v💞 "Guess what?" I said as i sat in front of Jamal and Ashley on the dinning table.

Gina's heart skipped a beat since it had been a while since Jade showed up. "We've all heard, and it's all your fault, you incompetent Northstream Lanes!" Jade's pudgy cheeks shook even as she slammed her palm on the table. " Do you call yourself a mother, Gina?! Your daughter got cold feet at the altar, insulting the Graves and the Lionhearts. Even us Southstream Lanes are now a laughing stock… And you think you could just run away without a care? Dream on!" "Jade… W-What are you doing?!" Gina kept a vice-like grip on her suitcase, refusing to let go even as Jade's bodyguards strode up to take it from her!

I went to find Gia. She was in the kitchen, as she usually was at this hour, the particular morning ritual we had developed over the past months without ever formally discussing it, coffee and quiet conversation before the day properly began. “You look like you have news,” she said, not looking up from the herbs she was sorting. “Enzo is going to propose to Nina,” I said. Gia’s hands stilled. She looked up at me with an expression that moved through several things very quickly, surprise and joy and something else underneath both of those, the particular complicated grief that arrived whenever something wonderful happened that Elena should have been alive to see.

Gina was not expecting anything to happen, that part was taken care of by the contract, but she did not expect Henry to drop me off in the room and leave. "For the sake of the helps, we have to pretend to share this room. But I'll be staying in the extra room over there," he promptly informed her, pointing to a door at one side of the huge room. He drove off that night, not bothering to return till the next morning. She shook my head, and looked at her reflection in the bedside mirror. Her black hair still packed in a ponytail cascaded across her back, side bangs framing my face as they hid a huge forehead. The diamond earrings Cole gifted her at their engagement party sat pretty on my ears,

John stepped towards me, taking a good look at my face. I exhaled through my nose. I didn't say anything—I just glanced at Evan who was smirking like a fucking cat. John and Shane glanced over to follow my line of sight. They instantly figured out who was behind my bruised and cut up face. "Evan did this?" Shane asked in disbelief. "Fuck does he have against you now?" "Jasmine." John sighed deeply, in realization. "The girl that's been tutoring you. She was talking to you at the party. She's dating Evan—right?"

But he was here again. He was a little late than the usual hour. I was disappointed. Shit, I shouldn’t. So what if he went and had hot wild sex with that woman the whole night last night? What if I felt that she should have been me? Maybe she was dead now, stuffed in a tub, melting in hydrofluoric acid. Too morbid. Gah. Stop thinking, Gia! Good thing I was assigned to a different set of tables tonight. I didn’t need to talk to him. I tried to not even look towards the direction of his table again.

but probably not for Gina, who glanced at her. "Oh, I'm glad the two of you met then. The both of you make great friends; you should have brought her over sooner, " Gladys said, and Juliet nodded... "I should," She answered, and Gina wondered why she was lying to her grandmother... well, it wasn't like she could tell her the truth... Gina was sure that she wouldn't be sitting here eating this sweet muffin as she liked if Juliet had told Gladys that she had tried to run her over because she was jealous that she couldn't get engaged to Alex... that would have made this nice grandma flip out. Anyone would, but probably not her mother...