Lifetime Happiness Cheat Sims 3 Mga Nobela at Kwento

"I wanted to ask you about my father's condition. You're the only doctor who has been working with him closely." "Oh yes," he says as his carefree face turns serious. "It's not looking so good. He's in stage III Leaukemia which is not common at all for werewolves. We're giving him chemotherapy, but it's not really having an effect on him," he says sympathetically. I look down and cover my face with my hands. I can't lose him. My mother can't lose him. "I'm trying Pierson. I know how much he means to you, your mom, and this pack."

Marsha muttered, uncharacteristically. Leo just nodded his head before leaning back on the couch he was sitting on, his eyes looking up at the ceiling and there was no particular position he was looking at. “I have more ways to get Aini, if I can beat Hendramo that would be great, right? All that's left is to say that he cheated the company and… boom! There's nothing wrong with what he wants, right? So if he and Dave have something to do, I won't be caught.” “You're crazy too,” Marsha said, shaking his head. He also gave a slow clap, like he really wanted to appreciate Leo's way of thinking. “I thought I was the worst, it turns out that the level of your actions is already inhumane.”

There was a reply to her message, "I said I wanted three million, but you only gave me five hundred thousand. Do you think that's enough to convince me? I won't divorce you until I get three million." Whoever it was must really want the money that the person forgot to impersonate me. It was my habit to end my sentences with an ellipsis. However, whoever was messaging Lori had forgotten about it. Lori finally realized something was wrong. She typed in three question marks before asking, "Are you really Chad? Why does it feel like you're not him?" Lori sent the message, but there was no reply. She looked flustered and started mumbling, "This isn't possible. Chad is fine. Someone must have used

"You're married to the oldest one here at the table. Did he tell you how old he is?" "No, but please do tell." I smirk and glance at a grunting Kian, who sits beside his brother. "Brother dearest here is a whopping five-hundred and fifty-four years old. He's like half a millennium old, so you're basically shagging a grandpa." "Fuck, that's old and how do you? Okay, never mind." I say, already regretting my words and trying to redirect the conversation off the topic of shagging a grandpa.

Edward collapsed on the spot in rage, and after that, there was no stopping her. One year later, my short-video platform had cleared the 100-million-user mark, so I rode the wave and rolled out livestream shopping. Capital rushed in the second they saw the potential, everyone scrambling for a slice. The factories and agricultural lines I worked with started booming on live streams. Even tourism changed as short videos took off. People stopped packing into big cities and started chasing trips out in nature instead. Around then, the vacation real estate project Jerome and Rosalie were running together blew up in their faces.

the man in his mid-thirties exclaimed. My ears are getting sore with all this noise and a couple fighting with some kind of affair. Cheating. Perhaps it's human nature to find something new when they got bored with what they have for a long time. Like how we declutter our closet to get rid of the things we find no interest in already. They say if somebody asked for a second chance then spare them, oh please I don't believe in that crap. As I had said earlier, human nature is human nature! "Oh, kid grow up! You deserve better than that. You know the secret of living longer is to not have a man in your life---at all." a middle-aged woman spoke.

"It's fine. Just remembered—I left your gift at work." Our anniversary and my birthday fell on the same day. We'd made this dumb pact to swap gifts every year. I always designed him a suit. This year was no different. Before the cheating bomb dropped, I'd already drawn it up. Took me three months to finish. Derrick sighed but gave me that soft look. "Can't ever win with you. At least blow out the candles first—I made ice cream cake. It's gonna melt." I nodded. He grinned, pulled me over. We blew them out together.

“Let’s see how good an actor you really are.” And with that, he walked away, leaving the door open, rain blowing in, and me sitting there like someone who’d just been personally invited to his own execution. The system chimed. > [New Chain Mission: Survive cohabitation with Dream Lancaster. Duration: 7 days.] [Reward: +20 Affection Points.] [Warning: Failure may result in immediate termination…of employment and life.] I slumped back against the seat, groaning into my hands. “Why do I keep opening my mouth?”

"Jethro, I don't want to die. I want to keep this child. I want to marry you and grow old with you. We will never be apart." But when he left me at the wedding, those words died in my throat. He gave a small smile and reached for the bag at his feet, searching for something. Finally, he pulled out three faded cards. He looked at me and slowly held the cards up to my face. The first one read, [No Anger Coupon.] "You gave me this for my 24th birthday," he said. "You said if I ever made you angry or we had a fight, I could use this coupon."

Jack asked as he noticed his wife’s mind had wandered away. “I was thinking of the friends I made towards the end of my previous life.” Mira pursed her lips sadly “They were all miserable just like me.” She sighed as she realized although she had numbed her mind to believe that Jason was truly busy working hard to make their life comfortable, she was just as miserable as them and it was their company that gave her happiness during the last days of her life. Jack didn’t know what to say or how to comfort. He walked up to her and hugged her “In this lifetime, I will never leave you.”