Romans & histoires Grandma Guardian Angel Quotes

******* A maid opened the door for Angela and bowed. "There you are my sweetheart Angela". Grandma Elizabeth said with her hand wide open and eyes glistening with care. Angela couldn't resist but fell into them. "Look at you". She said and made her spin around so she could have a good look. "You look like you just got out straight from beauty heaven, my love". Angela flushed. "Grandma you are always complimenting me, more than deserved, why are you so sweet?" She smiled weakly. "Don't say that, it was well deserved,silly".

Grandma speaks again, her words carrying a weight of wisdom. "How can you say that, Grandma?" I ask, taking her frail hand in mine and placing it on my stomach. She gazes at my stomach and smiles. "It's a pity I won't be able to meet this beautiful angel. I thought I had more time," she says, gently caressing my stomach. Tears well up in my eyes as I recall my mother's letter and Grandma's words. "It's so unfair, you know," I whisper to her, but all she does is smile.

“Old man, if only I could get out of here. I'm gonna mess up this heaven. I didn't die by suicide, Grandpa. I was killed. Why did I kill myself? I have it all. All I want is to go home, yes I did give up because I couldn't go home but I'm sure my family is there to look after them well. Grandfather, why did the gods create an annoying grandfather like you ?! ” "Hi, who do you call annoying? I am the guardian of this heaven! " "Oh really? Are you taking care of beautiful girls who tease the eyes of every guy there! ” "Watch your attitude, I'm not a man like that!" "Really? Don't all men like girls who are beautiful and smooth? " “Yes, but I don't like girls. I'm just keeping them here. "

She would rather be unlucky herself than take her daughter’s good fortune. Angela put the pendant back around Sunny’s neck and said, “I already have good luck. Good luck is energy. I am full of energy. There’s nothing to be afraid of.” “Shh!” Sunny nervously covered Angela’s mouth, lowering her voice as if afraid someone might hear. “Mommy, you can’t talk like that…” “Grandma said there’s some kind of law that eavesdrops on people and always does the opposite. If you say you’re not afraid of anything and it hears you, what if something scary really happens?”

Myra became silent. "If he hurts you, if he cheats on you, if he repeats the mistake as his father did, nobody will be worse for him than me, just tell me once that he is hurting you," Grandpa told her before leaving the room. His assistant cum bodyguard was standing outside waiting for him. As she closed the door, she breathed deeply with relaxation. She shouted, "Come Angela." "What to do with her, ma'am?" Angela asked while pulling Pakhi by her legs. There was no mercy in Angela's eyes for her.

The old lady's weak greying eyes began to show mirth. "You look beautiful, my dear," The Old Madame uttered, her voice turning Jovial. The weariness of her voice replaced with a buoyant liveliness. Angela sat beside her on the large bed. Angela knew her grandmother would say that. Angela flushed slightly hearing her flattering words. "You are really busy these days? You are still young. I don't want my granddaughter wasting her youth overworking herself," The old Madam Chided her. Angela felt a pang of guilt listening to her grandmother's worry.

Angel hadn’t been prepared for that, but she bit her lip and let the women lead her out. She noted that two of Justin’s men were trailing them and was curious. When she asked her grandma, Belle said “Dear, you’re a very wealthy girl now, we want to make sure no one tries to take advantage of you ever again.” Angel could take that two ways that they didn’t trust her judgment or that they wanted to look out for her best interest, and she knew that was it.

I could feel the tremors on her hands and kissed her cheek and forehead to comfort her. "But I cannot do that. I-I have to protect you." "Grandma, how can I live life without you?" I whispered in her ear. "Y-You must, Quinn," in her whispering voice. "If needed, I will beg the heavens for you to escape, my child. And if they don't listen to me. I will trade my soul to the devil for you." I covered my mouth to stop myself from crying too much. I heard the door open, and I hurriedly wiped my tears. Grandma's eyes were still shut, and I held her cold hands.

I somehow already felt guilty. "Your turn," Xavier said. I cleared my throat before I spoke, " the last and final rule. Rule number 10: Always be supportive of your bestie's life decisions if only they are for the best." "Girl that one was a good one," Xavier praised. "I know," I said with a smug smile. The next day⛅ "Wake up Andy," I heard a voice call. I was one hundred percent sure it was Xavier so I just rolled over and covered myself with the blanket properly. "Really? Andy?" I could hear the amusement in his voice right now.

The guard stepped forward impatiently. “I have the number,” she said, pulling out her old phone. “I will give you the number. Please just stay calm.” The guard took the number quickly. “Whose number is this?” “The mother’s number” the grandmother said softly. The guard walked away with the phone in hand, already calling the number. Another guard kept watch on the grandmother, preventing her from leaving. Savior cried again. “Grandma, I want to go home.” “I know,” she whispered, hugging her closer. “I know, child.”