Jennifer E Smith This Is What Happy Looks Like の小説・ストーリー

This joke is really boring. He smiled faintly, the first smile that Lang Tinh had seen since being with him, the smile that should have died instantly. But not Lang Tinh not only did not lose a single hair, but also overwhelmed his spirit. Damn… The road is Mac Vu, now a woman cornered the road. - You think it's a joke? - His face is always blank, no one knows if it's a joke or not. - If your facial expression changes, I will definitely not be able to return.

"No no I'm happy" "We're having a baby"

I love you Your Jenny"

Her smile got him on nerves. Edric often saw men sending Irene home in the past, but he had never seen her with such a high-spirited smile. What on earth happened? Why was she so happy? "Irene, you look gorgeous when you smile. Remember to smile more often in the future!" Jordan stared at Irene's beautiful face and praised. This was Irene's true color. What he wanted was such a woman, beautiful, not just purely gullible. Thinking that he could face such a stunning smile every day in the future, Jordan was on cloud nine. "That depends on your performance. If I'm not happy, how can I smile?" Irene chuckled. "I will make you happy," Jordan promised.

Don't forget your appointment on Thursday. A second message followed. And before you complain, yes, I'm reminding you because you'll forget. Judith laughed. Then typed back. You're annoying. His response arrived almost immediately. You like me anyway. Judith shook her head, smiling despite herself. She realized that life felt lighter. Not that it was perfect or easy. But lighter. And somewhere across the city, Liam Smith sat alone in a mansion that felt much larger than it used to, slowly realizing that the woman he thought would always be there even after the divorce was learning how to be happy without him.

I roll over and wish for sleep to come. I'm startled awake with the fog horn alarm I set for 9 AM. I slap my phone as I groan and the room phone rings, I answer and say thank you for the wake up call. I grab the pillow I was laying on and launch it at Bex who is still snoring. The lucky bitch, so wish I could sleep like her. “Ugh, what the hell Jen! I was having the best dream of Channing Tatum, you killed the mood!” “If he ever heard you snoring like you do Bex, that would kill it a lot faster than me.” I laugh as she throws the pillow back at me.”I don't snore” And that starts the pillow fight. You wouldn't think that we were ‘adults’ with how we act when we're together, but hey everyone h

Liam's face was pale, and his hands were trembling slightly as he gripped his napkin. Avery noticed Liam's uncomfortable posture and leaned down to whisper sharply in his ear, "Smile a little bit, Liam. You're supposed to look happy about this news." Liam forced his mouth into what was supposed to be a smile, but it looked more like a grimace, and he couldn't maintain the fake expression for more than a few seconds before his face returned to its previous worried state. "Congratulations, sis," Jackson said, though his voice lacked genuine enthusiasm. Something about this whole situation felt wrong to him, especially given Liam's obviously distressed reaction.

"Craig, you've looked out for Justine all these years. You're kind of like her big brother. I hope to have your blessing." I looked up. Usually simple in her style, Justine wore a pink skirt tonight—cute and lively. But inside, I was calm. "I wish you both a long, happy marriage. I hope you never let go of each other." Justine's friends suddenly appeared, popping confetti cannons over them. "Woo! Congrats to the happy couple!" One of them glanced at me, shocked. "No way, Craig. You actually crashed their wedding announcement?" Then he glanced apologetically at Justine.