Monica Shameless Thanksgiving Novels & Stories

“I’ll never forgive you.” I trembled, clutching my bag against me like a shield. The test result pressed hard against my palm inside, a secret I wasn’t ready to share—not now, not like this. “Adrian, please,” I whispered. “I just… I just wanted to see you happy.” His laugh was bitter, sharp as broken glass. “Happy? By humiliating me? Happy? With you?” “I—I only wanted to surprise you. I thought you’d be happy.” “Happy?” He gave a bitter laugh, his mouth twisted cruelly. “The only thing I felt when you walked into that building was shame.” My heart dropped.

In my previous life, after my dad heard that we were stuck on the road, he immediately mobilized over a dozen large bulldozers from his company nearby and successfully sent everyone to the exam venue in time. But not only did these people not show him any gratitude, they even spread rumors about my dad online, saying that he took a fee of $200 from each of them. Since they were so ungrateful, I naturally wasn't naive enough to ask my dad for help again. At this time, Nina suddenly declared confidently, "Don't worry, everyone, I know a shortcut. We'll definitely get there in time." Hearing that, everyone instantly relaxed, as if Nina's words had a magical power.

Shirley nodded with a smile, "Yes, we just arrived." Simon nodded at Tina and said, "Miss Tina, long time no see." Tina waved her hand, "Hi, Mr. Simon." Simon chuckled lightly. He looked particularly handsome when he smiled, and when he looked at someone, that person always felt pampered. Monica stood by without much presence. Shirley and Tina completely ignored her. Seeing her brother's gaze fixed on Shirley, Monica's resentment deepened. But she wasn't foolish. The last time she caused a scene, it almost got herself into big trouble.

Monica still has the guts to get cheeky even in a threatening situation like this. “You don’t say,” Caleb laughed bitterly. “At least I am a Coles. You on the other hand would be kicked out of here like a piece of unwanted waste in a blink of an eye. I pity you, Monica,” Monica’s hands trembled as she grasped Caleb’s arm, her eyes pleading with him. “Have mercy, Caleb. Think about the pain and embarrassment you’ll cause. Think about Chase’s heartbreak, his family’s disappointment… please, don’t do this to them.”

Then Monica stood up, slowly, clearing her throat. "Everyone," she said. Her voice trembled, drawing all eyes to her. "I have something I need to say." Elliot paused mid-sip of wine. "Everything alright, dear?" "I, uh… I suggested a family lunch because…" Her voice caught. She reached for a napkin, dabbing her eyes. "Because I wanted to thank you. All of you. For being such a wonderful family to me." Elliot reached out, brushing his fingers gently along her arm. "Aw, honey—"

Monica gave William a gentle shove as she separated herself from him, and started to descend the steps while hiding her shame because she knew Danielle had witnessed them in such an intimate posture. William drew his brows together and frowned at Danielle who did not know unknowingly she dissatisfy the devil. “How come you arrived here so early this morning, Danielle?" Monica inquired as she leaned over to give her a hug and said, "Merry Christmas, by the way." The previous day, she had put together so many plans, including calling Daniel and cooking the family, but every single thing went haywire. She did not know why she decided to be dumb by believing in her aunt, but she had nothing in h

"Yes, ma'am. Before his trip." Cold slipped through her chest, but only briefly. Then she nodded. “Alright. Leave them." She continued round the dining table, inspecting the centerpieces and silverware arranged according to how many people who usually came for the Thanksgiving dinner. “How's the broth coming?" She asked, stepping into the kitchen. The head chef smiled, still stirring the pot. "Wonderful, ma'am. You'll all like it.” Excitement flickered on Solène's face. Three years of marriage, and Thanksgiving with Lewis's family had become tradition—sacred even. And tonight, her announcement was going to change a lot.

Many pulled out their phones to take photos and videos. “Oh my god! Is that woman an animal from the zoo?” “That’s disgusting. Is she really eating with her hands in public?” Charles was humiliated beyond belief. He rushed forward to grab her hands. “Michelle, what are you doing? It’s filthy!” Michelle was enraged to be interrupted. She whipped her head around and bared her teeth at Charles. Then, she snatched a saucy meatball and hurled it at Charles’ newly purchased Armani jacket. “Get lost! Don’t steal my meat!”

However, no matter how coquettish and cute he acted, Mindy still walked away without looking back. The faster Mindy rushed home, the stronger the bad premonition she had became. It was not until she returned to the bedroom that she saw all of Mason's things were gone. She quickly took out her phone. Fortunately, the call connected, and she finally let out a sigh of relief. "Where are you?" Mason's voice came. "Why are you calling me? Today is Thanksgiving. Don't you have to spend time with your favorite assistant?" Mindy frowned. "Mason, why are you always so petty? I'm home today to spend Thanksgiving with you and also celebrate our third wedding anniversary."

Tony argued. " Good, if you are Lily's friends then allow me to be yours too." Why is he talking sweetly after he has already given him a first bad impression, maybe John won't remember it but Tony definitely would. " I don't mind befriending a rich dude," Tony replied which caused me to spew out the water I was drinking. " So clumsy," Shawn said as he wiped my mouth with his handkerchief. My face turned red, I was happy he was caring for me. Why is he so damn sweet?