Novel & Cerita Jeanie Wishes

Jenna said, winking. “Jenna!” “What? It’s true!” Elie’s groaned, wishing the ground would swallow her up. Tbc

“Evan’s fine. Balancing work, family, and duty as always. He was here this morning on his way to work.” I swallowed and looked away, feeling an odd pang in my chest. It was easier to focus on someone else. “And Esperanza?” At this, Jean let out a dry chuckle. “Esperanza is a force of nature. She keeps turning down every marriage arrangement we’ve presented to her. Says no one meets her standards.” “Still?” I said, half-laughing, half-exasperated. Jean shook her head with amusement. “Do you think she’s gamophobic?”

he added before walking away. "Oh my gosh," Jeanne said with an eye roll as she slipped her hands into Aletta's hands. Everyone turned to her as she gave out a loud sigh. "For a moment there I thought we stepped into the eighties. I mean who arranges marriages these days?" she asked tucking her hair behind her ears. "Get in touch with reality" she said clapping her hands in their faces. "Jeanne," Jessica said in a warning tone. She did not disagree with what her daughter was saying but she did not want him to become rude in the process.

“We’re not being dramatic. We love each other!” I all but shouted. “You can’t know it will last. And by the time you figure that out, you could be baby-trapped,” Jeanie said. I gaped at her. “You’re saying I’d baby-trap Caleb?!” “I’m saying he might baby-trap you. Or you might just baby-trap each other. Jacey, it is far too soon…” Jeanie continued. “We’re not thinking of having children right now. I’m getting on an IUD,” I said flatly.

I say casually hoping they agree to it. “ For sure that is exactly what we have been looking for " Jean answers. Key me hope am not actually insuinating things but I can see that Jean has something for Jed. For sure this is something that I had no idea about. Damn it , I now get it and I am now positive about it. So it now it makes us two wiare supposedly crushing in people who have no idea about it. I just don't know where this is leading to but let me hope it eventually moves towards our own good.

"A pleasure to meet you, Alexa, I am Renata, Jean's fiancee." "You are his fiancee?" Alexa said as his gaze fixated on Jean, a serious piercing gaze. "Yeah, she is my fiancee." As the words 'fiancee' left Jean's mouth, Alexa felt the ground beneath her feet shift. Fiancee? Jean had a fiancee? A rush of emotions swirled within her - shock, betrayal, and a sharp pang of jealousy. She looked at Lady Renata, her beauty magnifying Alexa’s insecurities. She is the real princess and she just his whore, one of his whore,

Eliana looked around but Jace was not there. She let out a disappointing breath and her shoulders fell. "Come on out. Has your first wish been granted?" Jace asked on the phone. "Haha. Very funny." Eliana said with a sarcastic tone. "Some fake Jinnie you are. I have to go now, Jace." She added and rolled her eyes. She then locked the door to her home so that she could get to the bus station in time. She heard Jace chuckle."You sure about that, love?" He asked.

"We'll have the most magnificent wedding. Don't I look pretty? I spent ages doing my hair today." She swept aside her tangled hair, and beneath it was a haggard face. It was Jean. I hesitated for a moment before offering her a faint smile. "Yes, he'll be here soon, bringing you piles of money to take you away. From then on, you'll be living the life of a rich man's wife." Jean's grin widened, her joy spilling over. Then, in her frenzy, she ran off into the distance, shouting again and again, "I'm going to be a bride!"

Yvie came over and hugged my arm, and she had a diamond ring on her ring finger while sliding the other on my finger. "Congratulations, Dr. Jonas!" Everyone cheered once they recovered from the marvel of Yvie's beauty. Mary couldn't look more mundane compared to her, and with Yvie around, no one was dumb enough to believe that I was that blind to choose Mary. Yvie smiled as she happily nodded at everyone congratulating her, adding, "Everyone is young and reckless sometimes. That's the case for my dear George, falling for a rotten apple like that."

"This is a bank statement from November 2003. On November 18th, 18 thousand dollars was wired into your account. The man who transferred the money to you was Jack Watson—the same man who bought your son from you." Although there were a million people watching the livestream, it was deathly quiet at that moment. Felicity didn't move an inch as she stared at the camera. She looked as if her soul had escaped her body. The silence stretched on for ten seconds. Then, Felicity did something completely unexpected. A cold and resigned smile stretched across her lips. "Fine. I have to give credit where it's due. You're good." Her voice had changed, making her sound like a completely different person.