Jackerman Mother Warmth Ep 2 Mga Nobela at Kwento

she yells and winks at me. “What’s a bitch?” Curious Melinda asks out of nowhere. “Mum’s mother,” Miranda answers. Sienna laughs out and I glare at her. “Oh, a bitch is someone in jail,” Melinda mumbles thoughtfully. “Does that make mum’s dad a dog? He is in jail too,” Melinda asks. “Enough of the question Melinda,” Malcolm says. He takes my hand and pulls me away from Sienna and the twins. His lips met mine in a slow and passionate kiss, filled with promises of the future that lay ahead of us.

Jessica finally answered her best friend. “James Lambert is the name of the account that keeps sending you money every month, right?” Tammy asked again. “Maybe he's someone your mother knew after you left the country, and that's why you don't know anything about him. I don't think you can ignore the possibility that it's your mother who keeps sending you money. A mother is more like a block of ice than a rock. A mother can sometimes be harsh towards her daughter, but that violence will eventually melt away because of her love. You shouldn't underestimate your mother's love for you, sis.”

My stomach twists and my heart begins to race as I watch the surveillance footage of my mother watching TV in my childhood home. How do they have this footage? How did they get cameras in her house? Is she okay? Are they going to hurt her? "Please don't hurt her." I plead, having my voice come out as a whisper as I watch my mother with fear in my eyes. The woman smiles at me in satisfaction before turning the screen back around to face her. "Your boyfriend Jack cares very much about you. Quite shocking to say the least, considering he's crazier than some of the made men we have here. " she says, laughing as if she were reminiscing on some type of sick and vile memory.

The call disconnects and I am left staring at the now blank screen. What does he think he is doing? Damn, there’s only so much a woman can take. -- “Oh goodness, it’s my beautiful daughter, Emma! Come in, come in!” Jeremy’s mother ushers us into the house. I’ve always known Jeremy’s mother to be dramatic, but in a fun way. As a mother to three sons, Jeremy being her last, she sure knows how to handle them. “You look beautiful as always, it’s been so long.” She hugs me tightly, pulling me into her arms. Like her usual hug, it’s warm.

“Can you not see that this woman is manipulating you? I don’t know what she did to you. I don’t know if she is blackmailing you with something. Is it a sex tape? What is it, Jay? “I know you and I know the girls you fuck around with. There’s no way you would decide to marry this ugly-looking old woman on your own. Come on, look at how dry her skin is and her wrinkled face. She’s obviously older than I am.” Emma spoke with precision, each bullet fired at me was accurate because they were all true. “I don’t even know what to say anymore! What has happened to my son?!” Joshua’s mother covered her face with both hands, her fingers resting on the middle and edges of her hair.

Jems’ mum was on the couch watching TV. Her hair was pulled up in a messy bun with a few strands falling across her face. She was wearing a pink jersey, shorts, and socks while eating a bag of chips. Just then, Jems, who had just gotten back from school, opened the door and walked in with Derick. “Mum!” Jems screamed as she ran up to her mum to give her a hug. “My love, I’ve missed you,” Emily said as she hugged her daughter. “And who might this be?” she asked, looking at Derick.

She sat beside her mother for a moment as her parents watched the news, then her mother reached over and gave her hand a gentle squeeze, smiling. “I’m going to bed.” Jasmine rose to her feet and kissed the top of her mother’s head. “Oh, my!” A broad smile spread across her mother’s face. “That’s another thing I’d like to speak with you about.” Jasmine let out a deep breath. “I’d like us to be a bit more affectionate, if we can.” Her mother nodded, squeezing her hands. “I’d like that, too, dear.” “Okay, as long as we don’t all start sinking Kumbaya or something,” her father grumped, never taking his eyes off the screen.

Jack rushes back and sits behind her, joining our hug. "He will be safe here baby, he soothes, we will make sure that piece of shit gets punished for all of this. Calm down, baby please",he kisses her head. After twenty minutes, she calms, and Jordan comes back, looking clean and a little better. He looks shyly around before waiting to come with us to the kitchen. Emma tries to get up, but I stand with her and head in the huge kitchen. Jack gets out the sub stuff and all the chips we have before I ease her in a seat. As they three start making subs, I head to my office to call Alpha Hunter.

“We’re waitin’, Marika.” Slowly, Marika eased her mouth off Jerry’s now-throbbing dick. She looked over at her mother. “It is now ready to go,” she said. Jerry was equally excited to fuck his mother ass. His dick swaying like a piece of thick lumber neared to her. Marika led him to Grace and said. “Sh is all yours. Jerry” Jerry looked at the crack of her ass. His heart throbbing like an engine. Marika looked dreamily over at her mother. “Ooh, he’s gettin’ shy for you Mother,” she said. “Show him some support.”

Jeremy's gloomy eyes gradually brightened, the light in them apparent. He returned to Whitman Manor to hastily tidy up his appearance and change his clothes. While on his way out, Jackson and Lillian followed behind him. “Daddy, have you not found Mommy yet?” Jackson asked uneasily. Jeremy squatted. He stroked the comely and cute little faces in front of him, giving them a smile that was as gentle as a spring breeze. “Jack, take good care of your sister. Daddy will definitely bring Mommy home.” Jackson nodded, but his small brows were tightly furrowed.