Mom And Son นิยาย & เรื่องราว

The family resemblance was striking; she shared the same hair color and brown eyes, which were rapidly filling with tears of joy. "Jacob" she whispered, her voice thick with emotion. Her face broke into an affectionate smile as she looked at him. With a burst of energy, she dashed towards him. Jacob, in response, quickened his pace to meet her halfway. Their reunion was heartwarming, a mother and son enveloped in a tight, affectionate embrace. Jacob buried his face in her hair, whispering "I missed you, mom"

I'm so excited, finally I'm going to meet my son Moon after separating from him for many years, I know my baby is so excited to see me and I cannot wait to see him too, I also miss my mum I miss her so much, I'm coming for you baby, my Moon, my everything.

"And Mommy loves him. She tells him all the time. She always says things like….uh, 'Dada, you're my superhero!' And Dada says, 'You're mine too, Mommy!' They always hold hands, and they read me stories together. And now we're a real family, with Mommy, Dada, and me! My mommy, Reigna, and my dada, Carlisle! We live in the big penthouse now! We're the bestest family!" The man’s gaze drifted back to the big mango tree, to Mommy and Dada, who were now sharing a gentle kiss, a soft, happy moment under the leaves, their faces close. He watched them, a long, deep sigh escaping him. His shoulders seemed to slump a little, like he was carrying something heavy.

"I've got nothing left. The restaurant's gone, and I'm a hundred grand in debt from that hotel lease. You still want to call me 'mom'?" He hesitated for a split second. "Money or no money, you're still my mom! I'll find a job soon, and I'll help pay it all off!" I pushed the door open wider. "Fine. Come in." If he was really sincere, I'd see soon enough. Or maybe he had another angle—only one way to find out. Back at the old house, Henry played the role of devoted son perfectly. He handled every chore, cooked, and left at dawn each day to "look for work." Honestly, he seemed like a different person.

I didn't want to be an audience to their tear-jerking mother-daughter bond. "I don't—" Before I could finish, Mom’s voice blasted through the phone. "Serena, if Tara hadn’t insisted that a family should stay whole, do you really think I’d want a troublemaker like you back? "You’ve always been so stubborn. If it weren’t for you, your brother…Look come by or not, I don’t care either way.” Then she hung up. I stared at the black screen, my hand tightening around my medical report. I suddenly felt grateful for my illness.

Mom replies with every intention of making dad angry. "Ekatherina!" "You know I'm joking, but even so, you're dangerous; don't forget that." "We're back." I inform them, clearing my throat when I see dad seems about to devour mom on the couch. They both jump and, when they realize I'm here with my bonbon, mom blushes a little. "I thought you'd arrive a little later, my love." Mom says, standing up with dad's help. "Yelizaveta Belucci! What is the meaning of this?" Dad roars, his face turning a nice shade of maroon.

I closed the restaurant early that day and arrived just in time for the last event. While practicing with Sofia on the side, Jamie held the rope, looking at us timidly. During the break, he cautiously tugged at my sleeve. "Mom, Dad isn't coming today. Can you do it with me?" I looked at his hand gripping my shirt, and he immediately let go, flashing an ingratiating smile. Honestly, seeing my once-cherished child so humble and cautious made me sad. I wasn't sure if it was a lingering maternal instinct for Jamie or pity for myself, who had devoted myself to him.

he exclaimed, his small hands gesturing animatedly as he expressed his enthusiasm for the day's adventure. Mama Hazel smiled at the exchange between father and son, her heart swelling with love for the family she had come to cherish. Together, they gathered their things and prepared for a day of fun and togetherness at the park, the promise of laughter and shared moments filling their hearts with joy.

"Okay, fine. I was a rebel. Happy?" "No. Say it properly. It was Veena, you, Messiah—" "How are you going to walk past that? Messiah is the shittiest. More than Veena actually," Boraxip argued. "Okay, I'll take that," Mom said. "Because I know now it's true," she giggled. "You've met...Uncle Messiah?" Monde spoke up with a frown, eyeing my mom. All traces of humour were gone between the two lovebirds as they quickly shared a look.

But then the screams and moans became louder from our room. I stood close to the slightly open door, desperately looking for the courage to peep inside. I waited, in and out, and gathered courage after a while. I placed my hands on the doorknob, and after peeping into the room, my eyes saw the worst and most shocking sight. Sean didn’t even notice someone had come inside the apartment. He was deeply engrossed in the sex while the lady was busy stroking him, giving him a blowjob. She continued to urge Sean as he pumped in and out of her mouth while I stood watching in shock.