Novel & Cerita Family Secret

After hearing Mom’s words, Nathan recoiled from me as if I carried a plague. Turning to the other media and bystanders, he raised his voice. "This is a family matter. We shouldn’t interfere. Her parents and husband are all OB-GYNs. Three doctors wouldn’t misdiagnose the fetus together. And if there really were an issue, the police would’ve resolved it at the station already. We’re talking about an unborn child here. Don’t stir up gossip or feed on someone’s tragedy." With that, he waved for his team to leave. His parting glance at me was laced with pure loathing.

I patted the back of her hand before leading her to a private room to talk. “You look out of it lately, Naomi. Hasn’t Keith been treating you right? I’ve sent the contact details of a divorce lawyer to you. What’s going on? Are you hurt? Why didn’t you tell me sooner?” With Susie bombarding me with questions about my well-being, all the emotions I had been bottling up burst out. My parents were taken from me too soon, and Susie had been there for me. She was my rock, the closest family I could ever ask for.

As far as family goes, they’re all I have… and Tyler doesn’t know anyone else. The thought hits me out of nowhere. They’re my family—but is Tyler part of it now, just because we’re married? Even though the marriage wasn’t planned and I’m only staying here for three months? What do I even call him that doesn't sound strange? He’s my husband… but is he a part of my family? This wasn’t supposed to be so complicated. When I reach my room, I unlock my phone. Several missed calls from my uncle and aunt. Two messages from Max. One from Vanessa. A few emails—definitely work-related—so I ignore them.

It was so weird seeing them here and like this , I could bever think that it would ever come to this . I didn’t want them to be here , I didn’t want to see my step dad here , I didn’t want anything to do with his family . We heard what happened to you and we thought that it was nice that we came in here to tell you how sorry we are after all your mom married our father and regardless of what might happen , you still going to get stuck here with us and somehow our step sister so we just wanted to tell you sorry , maybe if we didn’t hate you or treated like the way we did at first , then none of this would have happened .

I asked hoping that I heard the wrong words from him. "I said," Is it familia? The mafia business of the family?" He asked again with a shrug as if the question he asked is normal, I immediately dropped Mia who didn't look surprised a bit. "What do you guys know about the familia?" I asked, holding their eyes while staring at them. "Everything, dad. Mom and grandpa told us about it, but I don't like the idea that you have to kill people" Mia said with a snort as she removed a sweet from her pocket and popped it in her mouth.

My family always used me as an example to teach Yvette Langley, my twin sister, a lesson. When we were little, my mom would purposely leave me alone on the street. She would let Yvette watch me break down in tears so she would learn never to wander off. My brother, Martin Langley, would get kids from outside school to corner me in an alley. He wanted Yvette to see me get slapped and forced to my knees so she would learn to stay away from troublemakers. So I became more and more timid, and they grew to like me less and less. Then, the day before the SAT, my mom gave me an order I could not refuse. “Tomorrow, you’re going to turn in a blank SAT.” I stared at her in shock. Tears filled my

Jeremy Stewart, my adopted younger brother, and I have both applied to the same postgraduate program. However, the advisor, Professor Suzanne Graham, tells us there's only one spot left. I hesitate a little. "Will Jem be sad if I get the spot?" The rest of the family laughs. "In situations like this, everything is fair game. We'll be happy no matter who gets it." However, on the day of the interview, Jeremy pulls out the recommendation letter our mother, a renowned academician, has written for him. "My mother says that as long as you give me the spot, she'll vote in favor of your promotion," Jeremy declares. Our father, a businessman, calls Professor Graham as well. "If you give Jeremy

Created a family that shouldn't exist but does. And now we get to live it. Raise our daughter. Build our future. Together. All of us. Forever. Unbreakable. Exactly as it was always meant to be.

At a major press conference, my husband, Julian Winslow, is about to publicly introduce me as the love of his life when his young assistant suddenly walks onto the stage carrying a girl. "Go on, sweetheart. Daddy's calling for you." The room erupts. Reporters start firing questions about Julian's relationship with his assistant, but instead of correcting them, Julian simply takes the little girl into his arms and fastens the company's multimillion-dollar new necklace around her neck. "Yes," he says. "We have a daughter." As I stand silently in the crowd, the reporters turn their attention to me. "Ms. Aldridge, you've been with Mr. Winslow and the company for years. Surely you have someth

My half-brother, Jim Sullivan, pushed me down a snowy mountain, leaving me with a fractured spine. My mom, Doris Moore, and my wife, Julia Stone, rushed me to the hospital in a panic. Later, they learned that I might be permanently paralyzed. To put my mind at ease, Julia held up a ring and swore that she would take care of me for the rest of my life. Mom also cut ties with Jim, saying she would make him pay for what he had done. They told me Jim fell off a cliff while trying to escape, and they never found his body. I believed them. That was until three years into my marriage, a friend sent me a video. In the footage, Jim, who was supposed to be dead, was holding a child in his left