Momo Bf Novels & Stories

Does he also claim to have given birth to you? Arlie sighed, his gaze drifting towards the kitchen. He felt a pang of envy. ‘So, you’re saying your mom is overseas and won’t be coming back? That’s kind of strange,’ Milo continued, studying Arlie curiously. Arlie took a bite of his apple and contemplated for a moment. ‘I’ve never actually seen my mom. I don’t even know what she looks like.’ ‘Well, you can just look at my mom. She’s like the blueprint for all moms worldwide - gentle, never scolds me, and never loses her temper,’ Milo said proudly.

"Mommy is an actress herself. She knows better than anyone that movies are fictional." "Since she's so unhappy, there's only one possibility..." Beau nodded. "It's probably because of a certain detail in the movie that evokes her unhappy memories." "That's right." Braint took a deep breath and took out his mobile phone. "I'm buying tickets now. I'll go to watch with Demarion tomorrow and analyze it carefully." Beau smiled. "You care so much about her?" "Don't you care about her?" Braint curled his lips. "I guess that now Noah must be working overtime to check mommy's previous information."

Jenna's POV "Call me anytime for anything, and I’ll come to your rescue." "What if you're in a different city? I was lucky this time, but your identity is still something I can't fathom." I couldn't look at him even though his gaze was fixed on my face, like he wanted to memorize every part of it and never forget. "Girl, you seem to forget that having money comes with power and connections too. If you ever need help erasing someone from this earth, I can do that with just a few words," he said matter-of-factly, and I gulped.

Michelle responds, a sense of urgency in her tone. I shrug. “Any ideas where he could be?” “Well, he should have already been home from work by now,” she says. She pauses, twisting up the corners of her mouth in thought. “Hmm, he has started eating out a lot more at some new buffet after work. He could be there getting dinner.” “Do you know the name of it?” I ask. “I think he said it was called Toasted…or Last Toast café,” she says, sounding unsure and shaking her head. “I can’t really remember.”

Mora finally turned. “I’ll send a delegate,” he said. “But if another flare hits my territory, I’m sealing it off.” Nathan answered without hesitation. “Then you should know, the next predicted flare is yours.” Mora didn’t look back. He left. Simon had already returned to the table, pulling up the relay grid on the main screen. “These hits aren’t random. Bell Nine is following a clear structure. A grid. But it’s not one of ours.” “What kind of grid?” Richard asked.

"My son is truly sharp! He takes right after me when it comes to women he has excellent taste." Henry just shook his head, chuckling softly. Then, Mathilda turned her attention back to me. "Ma'am Solana... I honestly thought you were Henry's sister." "Why is that?" Freddie looked at her. "Because Henry's mom looks so young." Freddie laughed out loud. "Solana is his stepmom." After saying that, he looked at me with immense pride. "My wife is indeed still very young. She's still studying." I offered a faint smile. But before I could even say a word, Freddie laughed again.

" Mom , do you need my help. I have an abroad account . I have more than twenty billion yuan in that account . " " No.... that's your money . If I need help , I just need to ask from your dad. He is richer than all of us ." Elina chuckles as she pinch Moo Shang's cheeks . " Mom...!" Moo Shang feels shy . " Hahaha.... go ... have a good time to taste the city cuisine . " Moo Shang and his two guards spend almost four hour walks in and out fo few restaurants also few stalls to taste the foods and cuisine of the city .

📖(✿˶˘ ³˘)~♡ JAIME'S POV (｡❛ᴗ❛｡)📖 I didn't expect to meet Mimo here in the hospital. However, my sister was busy and couldn't accompany our mother to her consultation, so I decided instead. My mom has Posttraumatic Stress Disorder that led to paralysis, which she got when our father left us.

She looked at Lucas, and when she wanted to say something, Lucas shook his head at her. Lucas wanted to explain himself, but Momo’s mother turned to the old man and laughed apologetically, “Sorry, Mr. Grey, children these days don’t have any manners. See, my Momo is so beautiful that even her driver is claiming to be her husband. She is so rich that she even has her own personal driver.” Mr. Grey nodded in understanding, “So, he is just a mere driver? For once, I thought that my beautiful Momo had betrayed me.”