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Wengie was asking whether she want to eat her comfort food which was blueberry cheesecake "No. i can't stand blueberry after after i had derek" Wengie looked shocked "You changed after Derek. seeing you makes me wanna be a mother too" Jude could only gave her a sad smile. "I never thought i would be a mother before being an aunt" Jude knew that was salt over open wounds but that was exactly Wengie needed "Can you stop being......" Wengie couldn't find the words so Jude decided to do so "Honest" Wengie huffed and started rubbing her temples in frustration

“What stupid rules? And how dare you all sit there and tell my son to his face that he's unqualified to know what his Father’s company is worth? How dare you?!” “Ma'am…” “Shut the hell up. I'm not done talking!” “Sorry, Ma'am.” The man mumbled. Mother placed a hand on my shoulder with a proud gesture. “This is Vince's son. Vince's only son. He's the only one I can think of in this world who should have access to everything his Father owns.”

Wh–why? "What if she wants to be involved in raising—" his mother started, her voice filled with doubt but I could hear the excitement in it too. “What if it isn't even a boy like you hope?” "It won't" Marcus immediately replied like she thought it was impossible. And then he laughed. " And if it does turn out to be a girl, we would have to get rid of her before she delivers. I only need a male child. And I'm sure I'll get him. I'll have the lawyers draw up papers by Monday, since she's getting real close to delivery. Maybe something about postpartum depression, unfit mother, whatever works. Just as long as the child stays with us. And then I'll dispose of her,” he said in finality. “And mar

"Does your leg hurt a lot? My father's leg hurt a lot before. I helped him massage it at that time, it must be very good. I also help you massage it, it must be very good." Shanley looked at Witta and was suddenly moved. He used all his strength to hug her and gently asked Emery, "Who is the child's mother?" "Is it her?" Shanley was a little surprised. "If that's the case, why not let Witta acknowledge her as her mother?" Emery didn't answer and sat silently. "Uncle, who is my mother?" Witta's small eyes suddenly lit up, and she asked in a low voice. "Your mother is your father's wife." Shanley smiled at Witta. "Do you like this place?"

Instead, he was looking at me with a hint of curiosity. The woman, whose hand Julian held, was dressed in a long, white dress. She had an elegant and gentle air, yet she was nervously tucking a strand of hair behind her ear under my scrutiny. Yohan noticed the way I was staring at Emily Walker. He then stood protectively in front of her. If I truly had lost my memories, I might actually believe that these people before me were a loving family of three. Julian tugged at Yohan's hand and whispered, "Since Mommy lost her memories, does that mean you guys can get a divorce now, Daddy?"

LEVITA The ride home was dead silent, and with my family that was never a good thing. It meant that something deadly was lurking closeby. My mother hadn’t said a word since we left the werewolf games, but she’s been texting on her phone while her stilletto nails clicked against her phone screen like gunshots. I could tell that she was fuming inwardly. Beside me, Wendy was on I*******m Live as usual, whisper-laughing into the camera and flipping her hair and having the time of her life. It was nauseating.

As soon as the door closed, Damon’s mother entered the living room holding her handbag like she was ready for another argument. The moment Wendy saw her, she frowned, she was upset that she couldn’t talk to Damon about the situation with Aurora . Damon’s mother stopped walking and looked at Wendy from head to toe. “What’s with the face? I didn’t come here for you.” Wendy rolled her eyes. “Nobody asked you to.” Mr. Wolfe tapped his finger on the armrest. “Enough. We have a problem already.” Damon’s mother raised a brow. “What problem?”

Some wolves glanced at each other uneasily, guilt flickering across their faces. Tora’s voice dropped lower, but it was somehow more terrifying for the quiet. “Do you even comprehend what it means for a dragon to lose their spirit? For their fire to be ripped from their chest? My mother lives in silence now—half a person—because she gave everything for this world. And you dare… you dare… call her sacrifice meaningless?” The scarred wolf faltered, his mouth opening and closing like he’d been slapped. Cheyenne smirked faintly, letting Tora’s fire sear the crowd. She didn’t move, just folded her arms and leaned into the heat of her sister’s rage.

Zelena. The Luna Eclipse members were ushered away, rather reluctantly I might add. There was still a whole lot of tension in the room. A lot of things need to be said. We need to talk, that’s what Gunner said. Talk about what though? About why I passed out? Does he know somehow where I went and who I saw? Maybe I took him with me, like I can during a Drakos vision. Nah, not likely, if he knew he would surely be more excited for me. He knows how lonely I was growing up, we’ve talked about it a lot. And now I've learnt this amazing thing. I had a mother. I want to tell him. I want him to know all about Selene, about the mother I never knew I had, about her raising me. I'm so excited for him t