Mercy Sara Cate นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Clarice patted her shoulder and comforted her, and Sara nodded and agreed. Actually, why would she complain to Nicholas? She was originally a single mother living alone with her children and working as a cleaner at the Royal Group, however, one day, her son, who was about to graduate from university, had a fever that triggered viral meningitis. His life was in danger, and the company launched a donation with a humanitarian spirit. For some reason, this matter reached President Nicholas's ears, and in the end, he waved his hand and the child was transferred directly to Anren Hospital, free of charge, and Sara was moved by Nicholas's kindness, but didn't know how to repay it.

"You doc, are the one who is the odd one here, because Cora, Eve, Debbie, Josie, Hera, Sonia, and Beck are all part of the group chat, you just don't open it," Sara said and the others nodded. She didn't even know all of their names, which made her feel even more guilty, but it wasn't totally her fault, they never leave the pharmacy or the laboratory so she barely saw them even when there is fire on the mountain, naming when Annette of blessed memory passed and when the kids had been brought in. "You should really do more, you are so behind," Kris accused. "Well, guilt as charged again, don't blame me,"

When Sarah began to wander how much stairs they had to take and how many hallways they had to walk through, Sister Gladys, much to Sarah’s relief, finally stopped before a brown door with a name tag Mother Felicia inscribed on it. Sister Gladys knocked softly on the door, opened it and entered the office without waiting for permission to come in and she beckoned Sarah to follow her in. The office was appropriate and full of portraits of different saints in the bible. There was a tall shelf containing several catholic books by the wall and smaller shelves attached to the wall that were filled with stacks of old files. Apart from the dull electric light bulb hanging from the ceiling, the after

*** Cate found some time immediately after morning approached, Cate set out to get help from a man she thought was Martha's friend "Why should I involve myself in this…give me a good reason why?"Mauricio said, waving his hands in the air. Cate took her time saying anything. She just wanted to help her niece from going to jail. Mauricio was a good friend of Martha and Victor's enemy "Isn't she your friend…Mauricio have you forgotten what she was helping you with"Cate said shrewdly, Mauricio stared at him with a blank expression as he swiveled in his chair. It was a great morning he was on his way to being the best, conquering Victor was his top priority. He had Vivie by his side and he was pr

I wanted relief from this constant pain in my chest, my heart ached like I was constantly being sliced by a wicked chainsaw. I felt worthless. I was even powerless to give myself death because he'd promised to kill everyone I cared about. Bitterness and the thought of revenge on the man who had done this to me were the only light I saw at the end of the tunnel. Marianna walked into my room, I was awake but she walked towards the window to hoist the curtains causing me to wince aloud, my eyes tearing up as I tried to adjust to the sudden bright lights. "Good morning ma'am! And to our baby on the way!" She announced too excitedly and I fought the urge to snarl at her.

Amara came running holding her tummy. “Amara, slow down!” Amanda ran after Amara. “Lulu is gone,” Kate said still kneeling on the floor. “I-I was the fire. I turned Lulu into ashes... w-with my own hands,” I mumbled and angled my chin down on the ground. I couldn’t looked at their eyes. It was all my fault. “Serra...” Kate grabbed my hands. I brought my eyes to meet hers. “She’s gone but free,” she told me, smiling.

In her final moments of life, Lara came across Carla and in the nick of time, turned her. Turning in vampiric terms was yet another profound matter. Lara took Carla’s memories and wiped them from her mind, leaving within her, a new soul. Carla was Lara’s trusted assistant, her right-hand man and bodyguard. But even without her memories, Carla retained the purity of her soul. She was kind and innocent, and that part of her alone made me fill up with remorse for not being able to reciprocate her love.

But the storm was still coming. Kat’s eyes narrowed as she looked at Sara, really looked at her, and I saw the exact second recognition hit. Her jaw dropped. “Oh my God,” she breathed. “You’re her.” Sara blinked. “Me?” “The girl who ghosted him in college,” Kat snapped. “The one who disappeared. The one who...” “Kat,” I warned. “No,” she said, stepping forward, hands on her hips. “You thought you could just walk away, break his heart, and come back to have him play daddy to your kid. You thought... ”

A mixture of gratitude and embarrassment settled within her as he gently wiped away her tears, creating a unique connection between two souls traversing through the unexpected twists of fate. The hazel eyes that had witnessed much silently communicated a profound understanding, leaving Hiya to contemplate the depth of compassion that had unexpectedly entered her life. She lowered her gaze, and he continued, "I am sorry... I know I shouldn't have done this, but you were crying nonstop for a long time, and I couldn't resist.” --------------------

Elegant gowns, suitcases, shoes, and decorations were scattered across the room. “Come inside, Mia,” the woman said with a smile. Serah tugged gently at my arm and whispered, “Sister, what is going on?” “I don’t know, Serah. I’m just as surprised as you are,” I replied softly, still scanning the room in disbelief. “Serah and Mia, here are your dresses. Please wear them,” the woman continued, handing us each a box. “And by the way, I’m Catherine. Sorry I didn’t introduce myself earlier.”