Novel & Cerita Gamot Sa Beke Ng Matanda

nagulat naman si Ella sa sinabi nang kanyang tita Amanda kaya napa tingin sya rito "pero tita.. bakit naman po eh mga gamit po ito nang mama at papa ko" "Ella makinig ka kailangan natin tong sunugin kasi mahigpit na pinag babawal ito nang mama at papa alam mo bang kasabihan ito nang mga matatanda kaya kailangan nating sunugin ito kaagad kasi yun ang sinabi nila mama at papa" "pero bakit naman po..?"

Seconds after that, "Where are you taking me?" asked Becky without turning to James Miller. "To your father, didn't I tell you, I can do anything?" he answered lightly, he just got the call from his people that they had William Beckett with them. Becky turned around in surprise, her heart racing so fast she was having trouble breathing. "Do whatever you want but please don't kill him..." *****

] I heard his words on the other line, he was talking to Jared. I looked at the door when someone knocked, "Yes? come in." I answered the intercom connected outside the door to this room. Becka entered, followed by a female maid holding a tray. "Madam, it's time for your vitamins." I nodded absentmindedly, still thinking about the name of the violet-colored fruit I had in mind. I get the vitamins that Becka is giving me and drank the water. [ "Mangosteen?" ] "There!" I suddenly shouted after handing the glass of water to Becka.

Becky squeaked giddily. (A/N: hal-aboeji means grandfather, hal-amonim means grandmother) "Jinjja?" Vincent grinned. "Uhn, jinja." Becky clapped her hands excitedly. "That's good news but I'm busy, sister..." Vincent twitched his lips. "Mwolae, see you at home." Becky sneered and walked out of the office. Vincent chuckled and got back to work. 🌹 E C S T A S Y 🌹

Lakas loob kong sambit at agad naman'g tumango si Beberly. *eZymSeXy_05*

“So drag your ass here or will come and drag it for you and you know that it won’t be in a fun way.” It was more of a threat than an invitation. And as much as I just wanted to stay at home. I know that if I wanted to get some results fast. I need to see Anthony. “Where to, Mr. Beckett?’ My driver asked. “Crave,” I replied. “There’s my man, “Garrett said happily as he stood up from his seat just to meet me. “I thought we have to drag you to come here,” Emmet replied before taking a sip from his whiskey.

Lady Yaleman was grinning from ear-to-ear; she could not conceal the happiness that she was feeling right now. “Oh! Isn’t that Bea? What took you so long? Have you already forgotten that it is your grandmother’s birthday today?” In walked Bea and Gerald. Rose wore a cunning smirk as she spoke. “How can I possibly forget about grandma’s birthday? Eldest aunt, you are too much!” Bea retorted immediately. “Hahaha! Let’s see what kind of birthday gift Bea prepared for grandma this year-round!” Several girls simultaneously. Bea’s mother was visibly irritated when she heard what those girls said about her daughter. She then directed a reassuring smile at Bea whilst glancing down at the gift she wa

“You, too, Miss Cotts. Say goodbye to your new friend and come along.” Katie frowned. “What the heck was that?” she asked Bee. “Yeah, welcome to my world,” said Bithiah Cotts, falling in behind them. “Bee, find me later, okay? Before you leave.” Another adult was making his way over now, and the petite girl threw a glance directly at Katie, shifted her gaze towards this tall sandy-haired man with a beard, back to Katie, and mouthed the word: “Babe.” With that, Bee signaled thumbs-up, pushed her glasses back and trudged off.

“Please, let it go.” “Come on, Barb. Look at that face - those brown eyes. How can we say no to him?” Becky said with a smile. Matt winked at Becky. “I tell you what, if she asks, I’ll tell her you were busy assisting customers and Becky had to go to the ladies’ room,” he said with a sly grin. “And I just helped myself.” “Sounds good to me,” Becky said. “Here.” She slid the room key to him. Her hand was still covering it.

Garran barked orders at his men, and they reluctantly fetched a bucket of water from outside. Becca touched the boy’s forehead and it was burning hot. “I need willowroot,” Becca said. “And honey if you have any. Boil the root until the water turns dark brown.” He nodded quickly and left the room. Mira crouched beside Becca, rubbing her sore wrists. “You really think this will work?” “I have to,” Becca said simply. “If I can treat him, maybe we can convince Garran to let us go.” Mira exhaled.