Novel & Cerita Mother Miranda Face

she asked, her voice calm yet commanding. “I lose,” Nadine sighed, her demeanor shifting from fierce combatant to one of resignation. My mother extended a hand to help Nadine up. As Nadine rose, her expression morphed from anger to a broad, almost infectious smile. She suddenly embraced my mother. “Miranda, you're a legend, and I've always admired you! I’ve tried to surpass all your records in the shadow exams but never could. It’s truly enlightening to exchange blows with you.” “Who are you?” my mother inquired, a hint of curiosity in her tone.

She rolled her eyes at us as she knew I was trying to show her our passion in the open. "Mommy!!!" This only word froze the whole world around us all. It was Mira who said that. MIRA'S POV:- "Mommy!!!" It was the only word that came out of my mouth. Everyone froze in their tracks and turned towards me. As if they were shocked. I was also shocked. But I was not wrong. Which child would not remember the voice of his birth mother. Mrs MacCarthy turned around to look at me. She had tears in her eyes. She opened her arms for me with a hopeful smile on her face. I gulped hard and ran towards her. I jumped on her and hugged her tightly.

“Mommy, I saw you on TV!” Miranda was tidying up the bedroom. She smiled. “You did? Did Mommy look good on screen?” “You looked beautiful. Mommy is so pretty,” Mia said proudly. To her, the brilliant, beautiful woman she saw on TV wasn’t just anyone—it was her mother. Miranda hadn’t watched the broadcast herself, but her phone was flooded with congratulatory messages from Sophie, James, Leo, and even Coco, Victor, and Adrian. Downstairs, Felix’s phone rang. It was his sister.

It seems like he is almost done with her but continues to watch the large tv screen while she giggles as he speaks something into her ear. Clearing her throat, Miranda waits for her son to notice her and as soon as he catches a glimpse of his mother, he immediately sit straight while the girl quickly covers herself. The expression on the girl’s face tends to be filled with fear. She gulps nervously and Jay utters with astonishment, ‘Mom, what are you doing here? How did you find this place?” Miranda has a confident look on her face and she crosses her hands to her chest as she answers, “Your dad might not be able to find you here but I am your mother. I know everything -”

Her eyes lit fire, and her inside was burning with rage. Looking at the maid, Miranda pictures her as Crystal, her sworn enemy. With a grin on her face, Miranda raised her hand and swung it towards the maid. It landed on her cheek. "Miranda! What the hell are you doing?" half-yelled Mrs. Griffin. She had been in the living room when Miranda entered the house. Miranda faces her mother. Her face was already as red as a tomato. "Mother, tell this little try**sh to mind her own business!" Miranda yelled.

Miranda somehow made me scared for my life. “That’s right, Finn. Stop your mother to know what you are. A humiliation, that is.” Mom stood on her feet and glared at Mrs. Miranda sitting beside her husband on the other end of the table. Fortunately, the table were long enough to keep the two women in distance. “Hey,” “What? Are you gonna throw tantrums now?” Mrs. Miranda said in a calm manner. While my mother is enraged.

“Mum…” “Stop calling me that.” Mira snapped, “I am not your mother.” Tears fell down Eleanor’s face. “Mum, I guess you are still mad, but I am still your daughter.” Mira scoffed, unable to believe the audacity of this stranger with her daughter’s face.

Miranda was irritated by her shriek, which was accompanied by an obnoxious smirk. Miranda's face had darkened and sunk. As well as the prospect of Andrew having a dreadful past. What about his mother? To be continued...

I held my breasts with my hands and stood like a statue as my mom trailed her fingers on my skin. I turned sideways and saw the shock on Rubby’s eyes. Her words, she ate. “What is this? Who did this?” My mom’s voice sounded like she was about to cry. I never knew she loved me that much. “Does this mean you were really kidnapped? How dare your kidnappers do this to you? Are they not aware of whose wife you are?”. Mr Fernando’s voice was plain. He sounded as stupid as his daughter. “Honey. These are old wounds. Although some are fresh” she trailed her hands towards my arm and back to my neck. “These weren’t just the kidnappers. What happened, Mira?”.

" Miranda said facing the two tombs where her mother and father laid. " How time flies? I remember I was Just ten when you two left me but now am all grown up,I even have a fiancee now. Do you miss me as much as I Miss you?" She said and by now she was breaking down. Miranda might be cold and heartless but that was to the world. Regardless of who she was now, she is still Human and humans are bound to have emotions and feelings. Right now,she was longing for her parents' presence in her Life but she knew that was impossible so the pain and anguish. Every Time she visits them,age would end up breaking down and crying her heart out. Age would voice her grievances and wishes but today she contr