Novel & Cerita Hating Monday

She explained. Helga frowned at her and sighed. “You really hate him huh?” That was all she could say. It was obvious anyway. Patrice nodded. “I hate him to the point that I don’t even know if I can teach something useful for him.” She replied. Helga sighed and patted Patrice’s shoulders. “Good luck on Monday, Patrice Kwon.” She said. Patrice breathed hard and shut her eyes tiredly. She is tired just by thinking about it. “Don’t remind me.” She said tiredly. “Monday is my dreaded day!” She whined.

Mom responded, having tears in her eyes. 'That Man' they are talking about is none other than Curtis Massimo, the devil himself, he is one of the most wanted criminals aka Mafia who have hands in all types of illegal businesses and unfortunately, also my fiancee, I hate everything about him, Yet, I got one thing straight that he is not someone whom you like to have around especially when he is in his bad-tempered he never sees or thinks twice before murdering someone. Once, he killed a waitress because she doesn't bring dessert on time for me when he took me out for a date. He has no heart! Surviving that date is nothing less than an achievement. At least for me because I needed to watch eve

I hated Tony with every ounce of energy in me. The abhorrence I felt towards Tony was so huge. It was like a giant cloud hanging over my head, threatening to consume me. I had never hated anyone this way. Just the mention of his name irritated me. I tore a book to shred just because it had a character whose name was Tony. I never knew I could hate anyone this way.

He'll never laugh at it but at least it puts him in the only mood I can work with; a good one. "You and me both sister," he shook his head and ran a hand through his black hair. I felt the air shift in my favour and took in an inaudible breath. "So Miss Holdman, it's a whole hour before anyone comes in, how about we get some work done?" His bored eyes defeated his enthusiastic tone. "I'm shaking with anticipation," I replied in the same fashion. I hate Mondays.

“YOU are being unreasonable.” “STOP BOSSING ME AROUND!” She yelled. “I’M NOT BOSSING YOU AROUND. I DO NOT WANT YOU TO SUFFER ALONE, PENELOPE! NO! I’M NOT ALLOWING IT.” He hit the steering wheel. He was breathing rapidly.

DANIELLE'S P.O.V. I hated Mondays. I always had and always would. Monday mornings were the worst, and that particular morning was not an exception. Monday mornings were always slow and gloomy- somehow, the fun and merriment from the weekend always never managed to tell on or impact Mondays.

Ariel stood frozen, then broke into tears. She could not wrap her head around why he hated her so much. None of it made sense. It was like everyday with Axel came with its own troubles, including the following day.

Chapter 28 Janet Normally I didn’t hate Mondays, but driving to work this Monday morning, I wished the day could be abolished. My emotions were a mess. I was upset, angry, and irritated. On Saturday I had been reminded by the woman who would have been my mother in law how much I had loved her son.

I stuttered. "Better and don't try to play smart with me,I'm monitoring you and I'm very sure you know the kind of mother that gave birth to you,last warning!"She stated before signalling me to leave. I guess my strict mother is back..... I'm so happy ...................... No, I'm gonna cry on my life Ugh....I hate Mondays.

I won't stoop down to the level expected of me. Today begin Monday, which used to be my favorite time of the week, now my worst. I have to endure another long tiresome, annoying and noisy day of my life with many more to come. And what sucked the most was that he wasn't here to get me through with it. I tried calling a dozen times but it always ends up the same with the line begin out of service.