Mom And Son นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Under the photo was a voice message. "Kyla, look at this!" Mom's voice exploded through the quiet room. "Is Bruce cheating on you? Don't be stupid!" Then she forwarded an article. [Don't Forgive a Cheater During Postpartum Recovery: Once a Cheater, Always a Cheater.] Every word screamed divorce. I tightened my grip on my phone as cold spread through my body. *** Ever since I was a kid, Mom kept saying we were broke. As the older sister, I had to sacrifice more.

Then he saw Mama, her eyes red and swollen. "You. You did this. This is your fault." "What are you doing here?" Pa's eyes were clear and bright. "Daisy's mama. Why isn't Daisy eating her candy? Why is she taking a nap in the daytime?" The dark circles under Mama's eyes were like bruises. She clenched her teeth, grabbed Pa by the hair, and screamed and sobbed at the same time. "She's dead. Daisy is dead." "I didn't hurt her. I'm her mother. I was trying to do what was best for her."

For how much I wanted something so wrong, so forbidden. When they finally returned home from their errands, Mom was still all over him. She dragged him straight to the couch, curling up against his side like she owned him completely, her head on his shoulder while they watched some mindless show. I sat on the opposite side of the room in the armchair, pretending to scroll through my phone, but I couldn’t stop stealing glances at them.

"I just wanted Ms. Sulvan to be part of our family! "Ms. Sulvan is so nice, not like Mom, who wears those old pajamas every day with messy hair and doesn't look good at all! All my classmates laugh at me and say my mom looks like a maid!"

It's in our third year of marriage that I first discover Tabitha Palmer is cheating on me. That night, she kneels outside my door in the pouring rain, crying and begging for my forgiveness. Holding my one-month-old daughter, Arlene Wilder, in their arms, my parents also plead Tabitha's case. "Why don't you give Tabitha one more chance? Arlene still needs her." The sight of Arlene, still in her swaddling clothes, makes my heart soften. Over the next five years, Tabitha treats me with the utmost tenderness, as though the betrayal never happens at all. One day, we go home for Thanksgiving. I see my younger brother, Glen Wilder, who has been living abroad for many years, and beside him is

, mom said in confusion but is actually laughing "I agree hon why don't they admit it with each other, they're making it hard to absorb", dad also laughed "Absorb? HAHAHA you're hilarious hon", mom slapped dad on the shoulder at the same time, now Dom and I are the one who's confused between the two of them "Am I part of a psycho family?", I whispered to Dom "No actually you are part of a wonderful and loving family"

Dad added. "It's noon, let's eat... Oh, my dear son, you're here!" Mom said immediately when she saw me, put down the cooked food she was carrying and approached me. "Mom, I miss you." I hugged her and kiss her forehead. "I miss you more, my son. We miss you more, before anything else, let's eat first we will have lunch together." Dad interrupted. I know Dad doesn't like some drama for he is a crybaby than mom.

His mother stood up as she went to meet his dad while he run and hug him. “Daddy”Aaron hugged his father feet but Mason just rub his head with a sad smile. “Baby” camila called her husband who wasn’t in a good mood. “Baby what’s wrong?” Camila hugged her husband as she direct their butler to take their son to his room. “I have fucked up” Mason said crying on his wife shoulder as their son watch them. “Baby… calm down let’s talk.” She said but Mason couldn’t control his tears. “The company might rundown honey… my father legacy might die down” Mason said crying when their door open and men in black barged in.

she said. Arlene let out a soft chuckle When she heard this, COCO BEAR. She said to herself as she heard her subconscious mind laugh so loud, while she tried so hard to control herself on the outside. "Cut it out mum," he said in a cold tone, and then he pulled away from the hug. Even after breaking the hug, Mrs. Yan wouldn't let go of her son. She an arm around his waist and asked about Arlene. "You finally brought a girl home?" She said.

Mom breaks down in fresh tears again when she sees me. I can’t get her to stop crying. Eventually, Mr. Ramirez comes forward and try to soothe her. But mom immediately turns against him, “What do you mean everything is OK? This is my only daughter! And your son took her out and injured her on our anniversary party!”