Harry And His Mother Lemon Fanfiction 소설 & 이야기

She realized that staying any longer would get her nothing, so she spat out one last threat, “Jonathan, you’ll regret this.” After that, she took the fruit basket from the floor in defeat and left the ward. David was still angry as he watched her retreat. “Trash! She actually thought she was some sort of prize, and she still has the guts to pester you. “Jonathan, don’t get all soft on her. It’s best to cut off a mommy’s girl like her as soon as possible.” Then, he turned his anger toward me. “And you, did you carry all of this alone? That’s insane!

"I'm not your mother." The words landed like a blow. Liam and Jonah both froze. Jonah blurted out, "Jen, what are you talking about? Even if you're angry with Liam, how can you joke about something like this?" Liam's eyes widened in disbelief as tears poured down his face like broken strings of pearls. An inexplicable panic gripped his heart. He reached for my hand. Before he could touch me, Suzanne stepped forward, gently resting a hand on his shoulder with an expression full of sorrow.

HARRY'S POV "Why am I not surprised?" My hands were crossed around my chest. "This is a necessary evil Harry!" My father could sense the spite-laced rebellion in my voice. "Necessary evil. Or just a group of people wanting to control every bit of my life." Memories flushed into my head. Throwing me first into some school for strong supernatural bullies and now getting me to marry a girl from that the Tigers Clan. Known for their cruelty and weird traditions Not even caring if I was okay with it. Not even seeking my opinion. Not even realizing that I do not like ladies and could never love her.

"Phoenix told us you found the gym this morning," my mother said, wrinkling her nose at me. She found exercise and anything that made her sweaty extremely distasteful. "Did you have a good workout?" "It was fine," I said with a shrug. I pulled open the fridge, not caring that it wasn't my house. If I was going to live here, I was going to make myself at home. "Do we have any lemons?" "Um," Andrew scratched his balding head. "The housekeeper does the shopping. If there is something special you need, just add it to the list on the side of the fridge."

He insisted it would be a shame to miss out and promised that with his mother by my side, I’d be well taken care of. Back then, I actually thought he was being thoughtful—choosing to give such an incredible trip to my parents instead of his own. But it was all part of his scheme. A setup. Even his own son—just a pawn in his cruel game. How could anyone be so heartless? But this time, I won’t repeat the same mistake. And every last one of those monsters will pay with their lives. * The herbal tonic brought warmth and energy surging back through my body. I felt stronger already.

Marianne. Jace's mother. What?! I turned and saw Marianne standing by the staircase, smiling like the proudest shipper alive. ...Wow. Now my ears were burning too. We weren't even married yet, and his mom was already our number one fan. Jace leaned over to look, brows knitting together. "What kind of nonsense is this..." Watching him look both offended and curious at the same time, I suddenly got an idea. I opened a livestream and pointed the camera right at him.

By the time Leon rushed into the hall, the marking ceremony was already halfway through. Just as Cillian and I were about to receive the Moon Goddess's final blessing, the doors burst open with a loud bang. Leon ran in, panting heavily. When he saw me in Cillian's arms, fury instantly flashed across his face. He stormed up to the altar, pointing a trembling finger at Cillian. "What the hell is this, Cillian? Madison is my mate! How dare you steal her from me!"

Mario and Fatima: Friends. End of Flashback… Harry could not explain his sadness. The rain falls hard, and he cries together with the rainfall. Every raindrop is equivalent to his teardrop. He says, “Dear God, help me with this. I don’t want to kill my Mom. I need to make her repent… like what I did before.” A strong wind occurred, and a shadow appeared, and Harry was shocked upon seeing the image of her Mom. Gaymo: Harry, I know that’s you.

“Can you really do that, Mum? I tried talking to her, but she wouldn’t even look at me. She’s so pretty… she looks like a fairy.” The honesty in his eyes made my chest tighten. He meant every word. I let out a long sigh, already thinking that maybe I could invite the girl for lunch—or even go see her myself. “I’d be so grateful if you did this big favor for me, Mum. And she’s so pale… you’d think she was sick.” Harry slid off my lap and stood in front of me, his small hands resting firmly on my shoulders, his gaze filled with hope. “Thank you so much, Mum!” Harry’s voice rang with excitement, his eyes glowing as if I’d just promised him the world.

On the day of our ninth wedding anniversary, I sat in the empty living room and summoned the system I had not contacted in ages. "System, help me submit an application. I've decided to leave this world." The cold, mechanical voice came through, and somehow it sounded comforting. "Understood, Harry. Your departure application has been received. The space-time corridor is being constructed. I will come to retrieve you in one week." I hummed quietly and stared at my phone screen. A family photo of three stared back. In the photo, I stood in the center holding an adorable little girl. A beautiful woman stood beside me, kissing my cheek.