Mr And Mrs Smith Novels & Stories

Most of them had their children studying abroad come home just to attend this event with the hope of forming an alliance. “Ouch! What’s it, babe?” Ruby’s husband exclaimed as his wife hit his hand repeatedly. “I’m sorry, darling. Look, Mr. Smith just came in.” “Whoa.” “Don’t be too obvious, baby.” “Did you say Mr. Smith is here?” Her mom asked, stepping even higher on her heels to get a glimpse of him. “Yes, Mommy. Mr. Smith is here with his WIFE.” She dragged the last word loud enough for Martha to hear.

The moment Mr. and Mrs. Sinclair received the call, the world seemed to tilt beneath them. Their cozy home, usually a haven of calm and laughter, transformed instantly into a storm of panic. “What do you mean she’s missing?!” Mr. Sinclair’s voice cracked, a mixture of disbelief and rising fear. He slammed the phone down on the table, pacing the living room with a rigidity that betrayed his shock.

Every maid in the corridor froze when he appeared. Then they gasped softly, watching him walk out with that cold, commanding aura that made women blush and men step aside. Some of the younger maids actually leaned to get a better view—daydreaming, wide-eyed, whispering as if a movie scene was happening. Bryan ignored all of them. He exited the manor with long, unbothered strides. Just as Bryan reached his car, a black luxury sedan turned into the driveway. Inside sat Mr. and Mrs. Dexter—rushing toward the manor to discuss more wedding details.

"Stop crying, you idiot, we're going to have to serve the crazy rich Richard Smith world soon." Her words just now managed to make me laugh out loud. However, when I realized the name Natty had mentioned, I was hit by reality again. I was slapped by the fact that my life had been really miserable. The fact that there was a family named Richard Smith who was nicknamed crazy rich, as well as a woman named Sara Smith who chose to live a miserable life with an asshole man for years, made me shed tears again with my chest feeling very tight.

a deep, authoritative voice answered. Mrs. Rodriguez’s expression softened slightly, but her tone remained firm. “Dr. Ramoray, it’s Martha Rodriguez,” she said smoothly. “I need your help. It’s urgent.”

Morgan's expression soured at once. Suddenly, a voice rose from the crowd. "Hey! I just got word that Ms. Smith's husband and son are also at this hotel! Ms. Smith might actually show up here!" Hearing this, a buzz of excitement began to spread. "Wait, Ms. Smith? You mean the one whose wealth rivals entire nations? Goodness! She's always been so mysterious. Will we actually get the chance to see her today?" Someone scoffed. "She's the founder of Smith Corporation. This hotel is just something she bought for fun! And her husband, Lucian Coltrane, is every bit her match, if not more!"

They looked every bit the picture-perfect power couple standing side by side. The caption said, "A match made in heaven! Congratulations to Mr. Smith and Ms. Rodgers on their new strategic partnership." The comment section went wild.

Mr Smith said with a smile on his face and the young woman exited the office. "I told you it's going to be an easy business," Mr Brown said to Mr Smith and they all laughed. "We've made millions today, that calls for celebration," Mr Smith said. If only he knew he had made one of the greatest mistakes of his life.

Her heart warmed at the thought. ''How is my husband?'', Mrs Smith asked after her thoughts cleared. ''Mrs Smith, is well. He is still recovering but he is well'', Alex lied. ''Could you take me to see him?'', Mrs Smith asked politely. '' I would love to,mam. But...............you need to rest and so does Mr Smith. I think you should wait until you have fully recovered'', Alex said hoping she would not insist further. ''You are right. Your mom has truely raised a wise boy. How is she by the way?'', Mrs Smith asked.

Stella added. “Who’s the lucky guy?” Hestia asked after. Stella raised a brow at this but considered answering the question in a vague way. “Let’s just say, we are the Mr. and Mrs. Smith of the Status Quo.” hearing the answer, Hestia’s eyes widened in understanding, then the both of them laughed.