Impregnated My Sister นิยาย & เรื่องราว

’ She doesn’t look at me. I still feel conflicted about Scintilla. This isn’t the sister I remember loving. She’s too fresh for that, too new and untouched by sisterhood. But it also means that she isn’t the sister who tried to kill me. I miss my Scinty so much that it hurts, but it also hurts that I miss her, for the last memory I have of her is betrayal. This Scintilla is innocent—as innocent as a monstrous immortal such as us can get, that is, and I don’t like seeing her upset at all.

What are you implying' 'I mean she should still be in their den'. 'Can you here, yourself, you look so stupid' 'You don't understand, she should be in captivity' 'Sometimes, you talk as if she is not your sister' 'I know, she would surely find her way, come to bed honey' 'Who's your honey, sometimes I wonder if you cast a spell on me' 'Its not that, but you can't go anywhere this cold morning' 'Im just wondering what she will be going through'

The way I see it, when he drove away tonight, he drove out of my life. “Good,” I mutter. “He can take those big dumb boots and those sparky hands and go torment someone else.” Fallon furrows her brow, tilting her head. “Sparky?” “Yeah,” I snort. “It’s like the guy stuck his fingers in an electric socket or something.” My sister stares at me, chewing her bottom lip like she wants to say something. “What?” I ask. She just shakes her head. “Nothing, I just…” she pauses, shakes her head again. “Nevermind.”

“I thought a sword wouldn’t penetrate a steel.” “It does in close range with pressure.” She flinched. “Ouch.” She found my old photo on the table. “You?” “Yeah. About ten.” “The girl?” “My sister. She’s in Guardion.” “Guardion? I heard that frequently.” “I planned on taking you there in the morning.”

Sophia had returned and an unknown woman had arrived in the middle of the night knowing he was a married man now,with an envelope that had turned Alexander pale yet there was nothing to explain? “Do you think I’m stupid?” The question slipped out before she could stop it. This made Alexander’s eyes to narrow at her but Amelia continued instead. “You keep expecting me to accept things without answers. You tell me not to ask questions and to stay out of things that don’t concern me.” Her voice rose as it began to crack at the end. “But somehow my sister is always at the center of those things.” That got a small reaction from him and for a split second, something dark flashed across Alexander’s

I opened the door and walked out and faced the reporters. “Hello everyone, thanks for your concern. My brother-in-law has gambled away my younger sister’s two houses, which includes my wedding fund of a million dollars. “I lent them five hundred thousand dollars a few years ago, and they did not even repay a single cent to me. No matter how much money I have, it’ll never be enough for this black hole. “Besides, I was switched at birth with my younger sister. We are not related. Everyone, please be my witness today. From today onwards, I will cut ties with her officially.”

He leaned forward slightly. "Six weeks ago you walked into my house in your sister's wedding dress and told me you were imperfect but you did all you could. And I watched you do exactly that every single day. I watched you handle my mother and my sister and the press and the board and a cheating boyfriend and a best friend who betrayed you and a sister in a coma and an investigation into an attempted murder and you did all of it without once asking for more than you were owed." He paused.

She pouted, her voice dripping with exaggerated innocence. I rolled my eyes at her antics, and to my surprise, she did the same to me. It was like looking into a mirror... only, I wasn't the one being ridiculous. Or was I? I wondered if she had any clue how silly she looked whenever she pulled that pouting Barbie act. Did she really think she was a barbie? "You found me." He replied dryly. "Come with me. I need to show you something." "Not now. I need to take my sister home first."

He can't do this to her. " I made love to Imelda unintentionally and impregnated her. I still doubt that I did such thing, but she has a picture as a prove to the night I made love to her. Don't know what to do at this time, after all my efforts to stay away from that flirt that calls herself my sister, I fell into her trap … … … ". Maricar let her eyes widened and mouth agape, she doubt it too. A brother can't do this to her sister, and a sister can't let her brother do such thing even if adopted.