Mary Wardwell Novels & Stories

Marianna was hailed from Palmer In Alaska, she woke up early In the morning came down from her bed and walked Into the bathroom with a bathrobe and tied a towel on her head, and she baths dressed up, and stood upright in Infront of the mirror In her room, stared at herself and she smiles, and she said, "Today Is the visiting day of Andrew Wallace, he must catch up feelings today after all Marianna Is a sweet babe, I don't think he will survive the temptations today, but unfortunately for Marianna, her thought betrayed her, Andrew Wallace didn't come for visiting but his senior sister named Anne Wallace, and she was not satisfied with Marianna's job, and Anne Wallace got her fired, and she wa

"I wanted to meet you today because you've been such a huge part of Orlando's life. But it's obvious you hold some unfounded resentment towards me—" "I don't hold any resentment," Mrs Allan cut in, but Marybeth held up her hands, hushing her up. "I'm still talking!" she warned her softly. "I may be below Austin's station, but don't you forget your place. You are just a former housekeeper, and it will do you a whole world of good to remember who you are talking to. I am the кума of the Hawthorne family, and I don't think my husband would be pleased to know you've been less than welcoming in your reception."

••• Marya didn't know where to start on her investigation of the possible place Zavier will be and the worst of it all is that she doesn't have the slightest idea about the person that probably helped him out but she's sure that it's not any ordinary person. She walked out of her chamber to her mansion garden. She began to pace around her garden, she halted on her spot as she recalled how suspicious Maudlin was when she was going out the other day. She walked back to the mansion and saw a maid walking down the stairs. "Hey… come here." She ordered the maid who walked towards her and bowed her head in greetings before he looked up at her again. "Have you seen Princess Maudlin around?" She inq

Maryam was now the wife of a billionaire and she knew that she had a lot of back-ups, including Cornelia. The two girls entered their class and went to take their seats at the back. "That was great and all but I still don't understand why Adam's making such a big issue out of this," Cornelia said, frowning. Her friend looked at her for a moment, thought about something, and then pursed her lips.

She finally picked up her phone and began texting. First stop: Mariam’s Place Mariam was Lydia’s childhood friend, loyal to the bone and brutally honest. When Lydia showed up unannounced with cupcakes and a white ribboned box, Mariam squinted. “What are you plotting now?” Lydia handed her the box. Inside, a silver bracelet with the initials “MB” — Maid of Honour — and a small card that read: “Will you be my person through laughter, chaos, and wedding mayhem?” Mariam blinked. Then she jumped up and hugged her so tight, Lydia laughed and gasped all at once. “Was starting to think you’d forgotten me!”

Mary responded slowly, "Madam Aurora once reached great heights, with even the queen dowager praising her personally. She was recognized for her achievements, and married with the king's blessing. "At that time, she thought Lady Carissa was nothing more than a worm beneath her feet. She looked down on her, thinking that a small gesture of kindness would make Lady Carissa eternally grateful. But she didn't realize that Lady Carissa, rather than being trampled, was simply choosing not to fight back.

"So you are a widow?! How many children do you have? You are 39 years old. Your appearance is also clean. I like it," said the Old Madame who sat on the sofa. She held my application letter that contained complete files about me. The only last diploma degree that I did not attach to it. It is too high applies to be a maid, it might be rejected after. She is around 75 years old, looks very rich and classy. Silk dresses, sparkling jewelry and bun hair showed her class.

Mary Redferne Judith, my best friend, sat beside me on the couch, with my mother and sister opposite us, as we were presented with a selection of wedding dresses, each one simpler than the last. It was evident these dresses were deliberately chosen, designed to ensure I didn't outshine my sister Clara on her wedding day. Mr. McKinnon had made it clear that his son’s wedding needed to be the talk of the season. Clara expressed her disappointment directly, saying, "Mary, these dresses are so plain. I thought your wedding dress would be more... special. This is something you wouldn’t even wear."

Alice widened her eyes in disbelief, she opened her mouth but she couldn't breathe, her hands shook vigorously, and in no time she collapsed on the ground, she clapped a hand on her chest as if itit wou take the pain away and choaked on her sobs, tears washed down her face. Her family, the only people she cared for most in the world were dead, Fasting had killed them.

Mara Sinclair was not a woman to be trifled and she made sure that everyone she worked with knew that. The only person who was actually aware of how soft she was, was her friend and newly wed Elizabeth Rodrigues. Mara was bridesmaid at her wedding and she could swear that it was the best she had ever attended, her friend glowed and shimmered all through and her eyes teared up at the sight. You could feel love in the air, dancing around the couple; a kind of love that had overcome from plenty struggles and difficulties, waxing strong between them.