Novel & Cerita Maria Gift

When I receive the call from the emergency department at City Hospital, I'm in the middle of a company meeting. "Are you a family member of Bryan Lambert? He's at the hospital right now. You need to come right away!" When I arrive at the hospital, my dad, Bryan Lambert, forces a sheepish smile at me. "It's nothing, really," he says, trying to reassure me. "The doctor said it's just acute gastritis. Once I'm done with this IV drip, the pain will go away." The nurse changing his IV can't bear to listen any longer. She thrusts the bill into my hands with a cold glare. "What kind of daughter are you?" she scolds sharply. "I can't believe you actually let someone his age work in a restaurant

A month before my wedding, I happen to find a shared wedding planning folder on my fiance Tyler Bilson's computer. I just wanted to check if I've missed anything, but instead I find countless comments he and my sister, Winona Shaw, left on it together. Under the champagne roses I picked, Winona leaves a smiling emoji and writes, "Tanya really has great taste." Tyler replies, "But I think red roses would look better. They'd complement your bridesmaid dress." Winona leaves another comment under the scented gift boxes I specifically prepared for the guests. "Tanya really lives up to her reputation as a perfumer. This gift set will definitely make your wedding unforgettable." Tyler replies,

Jason pulled the phone from his ears to check if the line was still on after Gift remained silent for nearly a minute. "Gift? Are you there?" Jason asked. "Can you repeat what you just said?" she asked. "I asked if you'd heard of Maria Anderson." Jason said it again. Tim waved at Jason as he asked, "Do you still need the file?" Jason nodded at him before focusing his attention on the call again. "Do you mean Maria Anderson? Like the mother of all screens?" Gift asked. "Yes, Maria Anderson," Jason replied. "So, you mean to say this party is for Maria Anderson?" Gift asked.

I didn't know when they all got to where I was standing. "Dude!" Natt breathed out, checking the gift. "I would fucking kill to have a committed fan like yours." Right. Since they didn't even know what this meant, they would think it was an heartfelt gesture from a die hard fan. If only they knew just where in the pit of hell the gift was coming from. "Oww! Seventeen roses, a chocolate pack, rose candle and a freaking velvet cake!" Maria counted the items for everyone to hear. "How long has it been since he's been getting this package?" Someone asked, I couldn't even tell who that was because I was beginning to zone out again.

Maria said firmly. For a moment, I was silent. Indeed there are still gifts that I will receive when my life is destroyed like this. When Maria talked about skills, I thought of my novel book which I would give to Maria. "Hey, I have something for you, maybe you can say a gift," I said and rushed into my room.

"What is it?" "Where are you? I’ll come find you and hand it over in person," Desmond offered. They arranged to meet at a café. When Maria arrived, Desmond was already there, smiling as he handed her a brown envelope. Maria took it and, upon opening it, her expression shifted to one of shock. "What is this?" she asked, startled. Desmond nodded, smiling. "It’s Mr. Tudor’s wedding gift to you." Maria was both stunned and impressed by the extravagant gesture—clearly, wealthy people never held back!

"I bought a gift for Jonny today. When I passed by the store, I suddenly remembered you like this brand, so I picked a necklace up for you." Maria stared at the gift box without taking it. Then, she said coolly, "Didn't you say you don't feel anything for me anymore? Then just treat me like an acquaintance you barely know. People who barely know each other don't give gifts like this, so you should save your effort." Ignoring Richard's bright smile, Maria walked away. Richard froze for a second, then called after her. "I already threw out the receipt. You should at least try it on, even if you don't like it. I really don't have any hidden agenda. I just remembered you like this particular bra

“Maria. He gave you flowers for your birthday. Hand picked ones.” Maria waved a dismissive hand. “It was just a kind gesture.” “Did he do that for anyone else in your line of work?” Grace asked. Maria paused. Silence. More silence. Then, with a heavy sigh, Maria muttered, “No.” Grace and I exchanged knowing looks. “Oh my God.” I said in one breath. “You like him. Just accept it.” Maria’s face turned red. “I didn’t say that.” “You didn’t have to.” Grace said smugly. “We already know. We can see it.”

"Ma'am Katherine, it's Maria. There's a package here for you from Horatios." Impulsively, her gaze moved to the side stools that held vases of the flowers Anderson previously sent to her. She stored the rest in the garden and restocked the ones in her room with fresh ones, but now she couldn't even smile receiving the gift from him. Now it felt like he was compensating her for deceiving and using her. Maria walked in with the bouquet of lilies, her favorite flowers, and left it on her vanity where she was seated at.

"Consigliere, I want a divorce from Cassius. I’m handing back all the businesses under my name. Draft up the papers." The old Consigliere frowned. "Camilla, this marriage keeps the peace between our two families. Can you think this over?" I was the frontwoman for Cassius Marino’s dirty empire for three years. In the shadows, I was this cold-blooded Don's legal wife. A month ago, a Mexican cartel kidnapped me. That night, the cartels blew up my husband's secure line, demanding a thirty-million-dollar ransom. He let it ring. They ended up throwing me into an abandoned meat locker in freezing temperatures. I almost froze to death. Luckily, a butcher stumbled in and dragged me out just in time.