Mabel X Wendy Novels & Stories

What happened at the office already made her exhausted and he still had the audacity to come to her house. “Why are you here?” Wendy questioned with a tightened expression. “You must be upset but I am here to make things right. Spare me some minutes. We need to get along to get things right.” Caleb said, smiling slightly. “We will never get along. As long as you detest my husband, it means you also detest me. My husband’s enemy is also my enemy.” Wendy uttered unapologetically. Caleb was pissed that she was speaking proudly of her husband before him. He heaved and held her hand.

“We’ll get through this together.” He gives a reluctant nod. Across the room, Mabel turns to Gladys. “Thank you for coming,” she says, glancing nervously at the door where Mike left. “I think we should give him some space.” “Of course, darling,” Gladys says. “I just wanted to see my son on his big day. I’ve waited a long time for this.” Mabel tries to keep calm, but it’s clear she’s starting to break down. She looks at me like she’s silently asking for help, but what can I do? She brought this drama to her own wedding.

"Wendy, don't be angry. Let's not make a scene. Your father had to pull a lot of strings to get you out last time. It won't end well if you get into trouble again." Wendy stopped in her tracks, showing a disdainful expression as she faced away from Helen. She always knew how to manipulate her ever since she was young. Suddenly, Wendy turned and hugged Helen. "How about this, Helen? You go talk to Melody and tell her not to mention the relationship between me and her to anyone else, okay?" Helen was puzzled. "After Melody moved out, we had a falling out between us. Besides, she's not the type who'd spread rumors about our relationship with her."

“Mm.” Wendy leaned forward and smiled at the girls. “Oh, look at them,” she said softly. “They look so cute together. They’re like besties already.” I chuckled, warmth spreading through my chest as I watched Aurora and Isla chase each other near the sand. “Yeah… like us.” “I know,” Wendy replied with a grin. Then she tilted her head playfully. “Who knows? You're probably pregnant with a boy,” she teased, “and I’ll probably get pregnant again with a girl… and then they’ll end up getting married.”

DINNER had been unexpectedly warm. Not extravagant, not formal. Just warm and simple. The long dining table that usually felt too large for three now felt comfortably filled, Adrian at the head, the twins on either side, George seated modestly toward the end, and Wendy beside her father. Conversation flowed easily. Gabriel had been the first to break the ice. “So, Wendy,” he began, sitting straighter than usual, “what grade are you in?” Wendy smiled politely. “Fourth.”

Once I got to the dining room, Mabel was surrounded by her friends, excitement practically radiating off her as she shuffled through a pile of magazines. When she caught sight of me, her smile widened, and I felt the hairs on my neck stand up. “What’s going on?” I asked cautiously. Mabel folded her arms on the table, “We’re making plans for my upcoming wedding.” I blanched, in confusion. “Wedding? Since when are you engaged?”

"I'm fine, Wendy." "Let's go, Cecelia." Wendy started to lead Cecelia out of the office, but Benny stepped in front of them. "You're not going anywhere!" Wendy looked at Benny coldly. "Mr. Gondale, a bet's a bet. I won, and now you have to let us go." Benny, still not willing to accept defeat, grumbled, "Wendy, I'm sure something went wrong. It's impossible for me to lose to you. Let's go again!"

Xander said and she nodded. "You guys should stay for the night," Mabel suddenly said. "We're not prepared for that," Layla replied. "You don't have to be , my clothes fit you , same with Xander and Dwayne " "So what more?" she said. "Okay fine , we'll stay" Xander said. "Great then " I said and we finally began to eat. Later in the evening.... "Guys , I really need to get some things at the supermarket," Mabel said, putting on her Sandals.

Minx said and smiled. “Well… I present to you, the actual reason behind the centuries-long squabble between our races. Love!” Gabriel said. “Love? No. I don't think so. When Mama Wendy comes, we would get answers hopefully.” Minx said. “Who is Mama Wendy?” Gabriel said. “A witch. I hope she honors our invitation. This theory of yours has raised my curiosity.” Mind said. Gabriel heard his phone ring; it was Gordon calling. “We better get going. Our absence has been finally noticed.” Gabriel said and laughed.

Owen and George settled down on their seats with Mabel's other friends. "Where is Mabel?" Her friends asked me of her and I stared at the route to the restroom. "She went to the restroom, she should be coming by now." I told them, slightly worried. "When did she left?" Owen asked me. "Quite a little while." I replied him and stood up to my feet to go to the restroom to check on her, but Mabel showed up at that time, looking like a walking dead. I rushed towards her, and held her shoulders, "Hey, what's up?" I asked her impatiently.