Novel & Cerita Mother's Warmth 2 Jackerman

He blocked my path effortlessly, laughing at my helplessness. "Don't waste your time," he said, his tone laced with mockery. "Just follow Sir back to his hometown like a good girl." I took a deep breath, forcing myself to stay calm. "Is Mom okay?" "As long as you go back, Mom will be fine," Jack replied, his tone unnervingly light. I knew this was a trap, a ploy to drag me back. Yet, I couldn’t ignore the possibility that my mother needed me. I clenched my jaw, the weight of my mistakes crashing down on me.

Was Mary… Jack's long-lost mother? Serenity looked at Mary kneeling on the ground, unable to process any rational thought. Mary turned out to be Jack's mother. How could that be? How could such a thing happen?! Then, she heard Jackson's cold voice ringing in her ears. "You do owe a lot to us. It's time for you to pay up, don't you think? Mom?" Mary stiffened. She heard the tone Jackson used when he called her Mom. It was so cold that her heart sank. She knew that her son resented her! And his hatred was blinding—it must have grown over the years.

Tiger asked When Jack announced that his mother was still alive, Tiger's eyes grew extremely wide. "Really? You located her??..." That's the craziest thing, Jace, my mum is someone we all know," Jack said while staring into Tiger's eyes. "My mum is someone we all know," Tiger was startled and let out a gasp. "What I'm thinking about it isn't correct, is it?" He asked "Yes...Madame Zilla is my mother," I replied. Jack mumbled something under his breath and downed another glass of alcohol.

His mother laughed triumphantly. "Parma." Jack groaned. I couldn't stop smiling. The more she talked, the more curious I became. Finally, after several more minutes of playful arguing, Jack hung up. The car became quiet. Then we both started laughing. "Your mother is terrifying." "You're not wrong." I smiled. "Let's go." He looked over. "Seriously?" "Why not?" Jack stared. Then shook his head. "My family is going to love you." I laughed. "That's a dangerous statement."

When he saw the woman that was on Jay’s back, his expression turned livid. “Didn’t you say that my mother died when she gave birth to me?” Jay said with a low voice when he got near Jack, trying to suppress the anger that was boiling in his chest as he questioned. Jack’s frosty expression was replaced with an enigmatic smirk. When Jay saw this chillingly eerie look on his father’s face that had never been seen before, he felt his blood become stagnant. It was not because he was afraid of Jack, but it was because he was utterly disappointed with Jack that his body temperature seemed to have gone subzero.

“ Just what the heck has my mother done ? Is she planing a rebellion by inviting all these important people ? Luckily I came otherwise she would have boiled me alive . “ said Jack . “ You bet I would . “ said a voice from behind . Jack turned his face and saw his mother looking at him . “ M…Mom… “ said Jack with a scared smile . “ I was thinking how should I skin and boil you when coming here but it looks like it won’t be necessary anymore . “ said madam Gomez . “ Mom , you have invited all these important people for the business project we are about to launch ? “ said Jack a bit confused . “ Not only for business only . Consider this as a blind date for you as well . “ said madam Gomez . “

Julian cooed, pulling me into his arms and stroking my hair. "No, it was reality," I murmured in a raspy voice. Apparently, I hadn't only been crying in my dream, "a reality that can never be changed." "Want to talk about it?" Julian asked in a soothing, silky tone. I began tracing the lines of Julian's abdominal muscles as I said, "My mother's name was Marinette. She was beautiful with he dirty blonde hair that fell over her shoulders and tanned skin from being out in the sun so often. She had the warmest set of brown eyes that made you feel comfortable."

I only felt tired, so exhausted. I knew it was time for me to leave. That night, I appeared in my mom's dream for the first time, just to say goodbye. In the dream, she looked the way she once had: polished, confident, a powerful woman admired by others. She sensed my presence and turned around. Shock filled her face. "Erwin… Is that you? Did you come to see me?" She shouted excitedly and rushed forward, trying to hug me. "I've learned my lesson! I'll never trust that software again! Please forgive me. Come back and live with me, alright? I won't favor anyone anymore. You're my only son. Whatever you want, I'll buy it for you. Okay?"

Agent Vernon chuckled. “She was a good fighter,” Agent Jane said while trying to stop herself from giggling. “They said she had quick hands and she could usually put down her opponent in just a few seconds. She was a vicious fighter. They called her The Gunmetal Mama. Sometimes she would come out holding a gun that wasn’t loaded. Every time she’d come out to fight, they would play music by her favorite rapper, Tupac Shakur,” Agent Jane explained through her giggling.

“My first parents were Amber and Nicholas Johnson. They were killed last year in a rogue attack. I’m an Omega. Nobody wanted me. But last time Daddy and Daddy Jill were here, they came with Aunt Sles. Daddy Jill said that he fell in love with me before he ever saw me.” “He did. And I’m glad.” Jack said as he motioned towards a quaint little ranch-style house. “And you can’t tell Daddy Jill no,” she said as Jack smiled as he opened the front door. “Can I go see my room?” “Yes, little lady, you may. Right down that hall.” Jack pointed and she took off running. “I should tell her no running in the house, but I’m excited for her to see her room.” He said as they followed down the hall.