Elizabeth Midford Novels & Stories

She pressed the second-floor button, then she went to her bedroom. When she arrived at her bedroom, she threw herself into bed with her clothes and shoes on. Elizabeth was so embarrassed that her ex-husband saw herself and Lily like that. Elizabeth was very beautiful, and she used to have glowing skin. She was not a fan of make-up. Mr Martins asked Clayton to drop him at the Taylor family mansion. He wanted to see the beautiful young lady who made his heart beat uncontrollably against his chest. It would be a lie to say that he wasn't shocked about his ex-wife's appearance. Is it possible that his ex-wife had started drinking?

Elizabeth took a long, slow sip… and said the words like she was discussing the weather. “I killed her.” I blinked. Tapped my ears. Surely I heard wrong. This bitch did not just say she killed someone! “You did WHAT?” I shouted. Elizabeth sighed, rolling her eyes. “I killed the maid, Selena. That’s what I said.” “ARE YOU MAD?!” I screamed, grabbing my hair. “Why would you KILL her?!” “Because I needed her identity,” Elizabeth replied calmly. “Relax. No one will find her. And since she was new, it won’t matter. Her records weren’t even processed yet.”

The version of her that didn’t feel her pulse race at the sound of Liam’s footsteps because she couldn’t tell if it was fear or something worse. “Except asking me to let you go.” Of course. Of course. Elizabeth turned away from the window and sank onto the bed again, hugging her knees to her chest. “Then what the hell do I wish for?” she whispered. Suddenly, Elizabeth’s breath hitched. A flash of memory struck her like lightning. The door. The woman. The dead woman. She had seen it once—just for a second—and then never again. A strange chill ran down her spine as she stood. Quietly, she made her way through the silent house, her bare feet padding against the wooden floor. The hallway stretch

After two years she will be free to get married to whoever she pleases. We sit in silence for some minutes before light footsteps are heard from the front door. A young lady in a maid’s attire with a luggage in her hand comes into view. She is soon followed by a lady clad in all black. She is also on a face cap but anyone could tell that she wasn’t a normal person because she carried a powerful aura. Emilia Peyton.

Due to her profession, Elizabeth had the opportunity to interact with people from all walks of life, and most of them were well-off middle class. There were many scandals in wealthy families, but in fact, ordinary people also had their fair share of gossip, and the middle class had their own share of bizarre events. In the past few years, Elizabeth has told her about several childless couples who regretted not having children in their middle age, and now she is giving examples of couples who are going through the process of in vitro fertilization to have a child. In the past, she was unmarried and her relationship with Marcus was as bland as water. She never really thought much about it.

I said impatiently. "I don't get you, Muna. What makes you think you've got the right to question me?" "Just tell me who she is, Olivia mentioned her to me yesterday." "She is Elizabeth Marks, you might have forgotten, but she was one of the cheerleaders in your squad in high school. She now goes by the name Elizabeth Louis." "That Elizabeth? What do you have to do with her? Why would Olivia say you have to tell me about her before I get married to you?" I asked.

The only talking that came out of anyone was from Elizabeth. She went on and on about basically everything, and her brothers seemed to be the only ones truly annoyed. She talked about charity, good morals, Tennessee, Graham Crackers, curly hair, Tom Hiddleston and how she had met him once, with Sarah responding in disbelief that Elizabeth got to meet her imaginary husband. As they drifted off into a silent conversation, I prayed that it would stay this way. Sebastian and William were still mad about the who-gets-what-seat incident, which led them to take a vow of silence.

"Mum.. what are you doing?" Elizabeth chuckled and itched the back of her head as if caught in a bad act.. "Well you see..I heard Mr Wales son is quite a catch...I mean he's good looking and still a bachelor" Mia's expression remained indifferent, she had a hunch about this.. "Mum! are you trying to get rid of me?" Elizabeth sprang up to her feet and placed a palm over Mia's mouth.. "Not at all dear.. I'm so sorry, I didn't know when it slipped out"

“Kendric, were you dreaming again? You mumbled something about midnight and were shouting my name at one point. What was it?” “Yes, did you? Did you see that dream?” Our gazes meet as we look at each other in confusion. “Were you on a bridge in the middle of the woods?” She asks, a puzzled expression crossing her features. “Yes, but how do you know that?” Then it all hits me. “So you saw it, too? Now you understand why I called out your name.” She nods. “Midnight is an important part of all this, but I don’t understand. For a while, things were quiet, but it looks like the dreams are coming back and trying to piece things together for us.”

Bridgette asked in a stern tone once the pleasantries were over. “Um” Elizabeth nodded timidly. She remembered the interview she saw on television about Adam’s illegitimate son, noticing that the lad who looked exactly like her Chris appeared on screen, she fainted. She didn’t follow up on it and hence didn’t know the whole story. “I will give them my blessings.” Elizabeth braved a smile although she felt a tearing pain in her chest.