Mr And Mrs Smith Books Novels & Stories

Mrs Smith has heard miracles do happen but he never thought something like that would be real the woman hasn't seen his son so she still wouldn't believe Miramiracless happened until the moment she does. "Yes, Madame," the maid insisted, her voice quivering with excitement, mesmerizing about the man's manly, hot look. “Let's go!” Mrs Smith hurriedly said and left the kitchen without sparing at her husband who was trying to hide under the table like a lost kitten. “Wait for me, I want to see my son too!” Mr Smith yelled, licking the grease off her hand as he made his way out of the kitchen. ~~~~~~~~~BACK TO THE ENTRANCE OF THE SMITH RESIDENCE ~~~~~~

"Didn't I tell you to stay home? Why are you here?! And with that woman?!" Mrs. Smith was stunned for a moment, but soon pouted—this fiftyish woman suddenly like an upset teenage girl as she complained, "I missed you so much… and why aren't you letting me move in with you after you divorced that bitch?! "I'm telling you—you did the right thing! Now Susan's pregnant, and she's so good to me. We'll all live happily together ever after…" Chuck, however, was scowling so much that his face darkened.

If they had known from the very start, they would have accepted it. Well, it is better to have their sister happy than her crying, right? --- As the butler and head maid observed the heartwarming scene happening before them, they exchanged a knowing glance, a sense of warmth filling their hearts. They were the oldest workers in the villa, and they know what the villa was before and the contrast it is now; it is way more different. The villa, once devoid of life and laughter, had undergone a transformation since the return of their young miss, Sherly Montenegro. Her presence had breathed new life into the old estate, turning it into a home filled with warmth and joy once more.