If Your Mother Only Knew Mga Nobela at Kwento

Marcella’s pov Truly, the say mothers know everything. They see what we can’t, predict what is happening, what will happen and what is yet to happen. If not all mothers had that super power, mine did. I couldn’t carry my legs as the weight of the rejection broke me, i walked slowly, almost in tears, walking down the road alone. I pictured the last scene in her house, the girls all over her, how she claimed to deceive me.

"mother said confidently. "Oh Mom! Those are just little kids. They even don't know what's going on and you're doubting them like this? Am very disappointed in you mother. "I know you won't believe me but before you hate me for it, I suggest you should make research and find out yourself."she said.

Facing my lifeless body on the floor, it let out a harsh buzzing sound, saying, "Failed! No effort detected. Failed!" Only when the phone's final trace of battery drained did it suddenly fall silent with a soft click. My head rolled and struck the corner of the desk. A workbook that had been lying on the table slipped off and landed at my mom's feet. She lowered her head. The pages were filled with writing. [Mom, I really did try my best. I told you so many times… If there is another life, will you forgive me?] "Erwin!" my mom screamed. She collapsed onto the floor, shaking her head desperately as tears streamed down her face.

“How are you really feeling, Nilayah?” “I’m fine, mom, could not even better,” “ Nilayah, you made fool everyone with this tough act. You cannot fool me. A mother knows when her child is hurting, remember I know more than you know yourself. If something is bothering you, you will build a wall in your mind so no one can get through. You will rather take on the situation head on. I want to let you know you are not alone. You can come to me with anything that is troubling you, I am here for you.

“Jonathan, I was wrong. I really know that now. Could you forgive me this time? “My mother’s old. She can’t handle any more stress. Besides, I already lost my job. If this keeps going, my family and I will be done for. “Could you speak up for me and my mother online? Jonathan, I’m begging you.” I was indifferent. “What does this have to do with me? You and your mother caused this trouble.” Amelia was upset with my indifferent treatment toward her. She stepped closer and anxiously said, “Jonathan, how could you say that? We’re supposed to spend our lives together.”

So, she begged my father to do it for her. Watching Dad take the knife, my heart raced. I rushed over to try to knock it out of his hands. Unfortunately, I was dead. I could not touch anything. My fingers passed right through. “Dad, Mom, please don’t! Mom, I don’t hate you! I really don’t! Please don’t do this to yourself!” At first, I did hate her. I hated that she let her own selfish choices cost me my life. But she was still my mom.

She taunted, and for a moment, I was lost for words. " That's not true.." I whispered, and I found it hard to convince her, especially when I recalled how, on numerous occasions, I had gone up against them, just because I didn't want anything to do with Sabrina then, and I didn't want them interfering. " Well, you don't have to try too hard to convince me." She whispered, wearing a knowing look, and I let out a shaky breath. That was my mother. She always seemed to know things about everyone. Even what they didn't know about themselves.

‘In fact, there are some things you will never understand and they are better kept in the dark’ my mother says under her breath and moves out the door so fast that I do not get the chance to even ask her for any sort of elaboration. Mr. Knight? was my mum talking with the same Knight I have in mind? Oh my! What if it is him? My life literally can’t get more messed up. “At least, appreciate that he is hot and so damn successful. I think for once, your mother is offering you something better.“ the naughty part of my mind tells me. shut up! I also retort back. Seriously, I think I am already going crazy. Ugh! ’ooh’ I groan as I stare at my phone.

Her mother stood up and moved to the window, looking out at the parking lot below. "Daggy, listen to me carefully. If Dynan knows Britty is his daughter then he's not going to just let you leave again. Alphas don't work that way, especially not with their own blood." "I know." Daggy's voice came out tired. "That's why I'm so scared, Mama. Because I finally built a life away from all of this and now it's going to come crashing down around me." "Maybe it's time to stop running," Mitchell said gently, turning back to face her. "Maybe it's time to face this head on and figure out what's best for Britty."

“Oh, she's fine, mother. Sorry, we haven't come to pay a visit.” “Oh, yeah, thank goodness you know,” she exclaimed, throwing her hands up in the air. Then, added. “You only come here whenever you're up to something so tell me, what really brings you here?" She repeated. Sage chucked at her words. Of course, he knew his mother was going to speak in such a way. Mothers always know everything no matter what plus she was actually right about it. It was rare for him to just visit the house just like that. “You caught me, mother.”