Mrs Puff Angry Novels & Stories

Who would have thought she was actually one of them? "Look who we have here! You mean to tell me we've been sharing the same man for the past two years? Wow... you are interesting! I'm actually surprised to find out he's been the one buying you those expensive gifts each time you claim he doesn't stay in town. Does he only come around once in a while? Little did I know you were referring to my husband; I should have known it. But I'm not complaining. So long as you don't have a baby for me, it's fine. As long as you don't try to get in my way, we can continue being friends," Mrs. Marcus smiles, a smile that screams danger. It is obvious in her eyes that she is angry, but she doesn't make it

Our cute little neighborhood is going downhill because of people like you. – Mrs. William Henderson-Brown There was a loud knock on the door and Pagan hoped to any god that was listening, that it was the pizza guy. Opening the door to a very angry looking old woman, he decided he should have directed his pleas to a goddess instead.

Pearl got frustrated with him and she yelled in his face, "did you hear anything I just freaking said?!" Mister instantly got irritated back. His face got red and his eyes went dark. "Oh, finally, it sinks in!" Pearl said with sarcasm in her voice. She knew that look all to well and it was exactly what she wanted. "Now what are you going to do about it?" She asked. "I'm going to get control of this shit," Mister proclaimed. "That's what the hell I'm talking about!" Pearl said with glee.

James was extremely annoyed when he heard Angie scolding him like that. He wanted to punch this skinny, damned, and zombie-like woman to death. However, he had exhausted every way to build a good image in front of Gloria, he could not just lose that all because of this woman. James gritted his teeth and endured it while smiling gently. "Angie…" "How dare you call my name! How dare you! I'm asking you, how dare you call my name? Who the fuck do you think you are?" Angie immediately stood up and cursed at James. She looked very much like a crazy person in that situation.

he chuckles, She hits on his shoulder In Angry "You are finding it funny? Laugh how much you want you only want to see me humiliated just go to hell" Rose try again but Paul pushes her back. "What's your problem let me go" rose screams "Why are you shouting at me?don't raise your voice Infront of me you understood. What now? Your makeup is messed up?right wait let me make it right" Paul takes tissue paper from the table "What are you trying to proof?" Rose barks "Will you shut your mouth for five minutes" Paul Screams raising his eyebrow

She delivered the words with a serene calmness, her gaze never leaving his as she made her way past him towards the refrigerator. The PA's face turned a furious shade of red. "Are you firing me?" His voice escalated in a high pitched tone "I have been with this company since Mrs. Maddox passed on! That's been years! Who do you think you are, assuming you have the authority to dismiss me like I am insignificant?" His fists clenched at his sides, his body trembling with barely suppressed rage.

Mrs Jones' ears were getting itchy and with Jayden's love confession, she felt like slamming the phone into the wall since she couldn't get a hold of him physically. "Shut the fuck up!" Mrs Jones yelled and Marina gasped. "Mom, you're using the F word." Marina gasped again and Mrs Ford turned to stare at her. "He deserves every ounce of it for all I care." Mrs Jones pushed the hair that had fallen to her face out angrily and then took a deep breath in.

She is huffing with anger. What can be the reason for her to be so upset?

I'm in the middle yet no one saw it except Andy who chuckled silently and shrugged her shoulders off. “The Chief Executive Officer, Mr. Rage Thompson went here to complain someone's attitude towards him. I'm not happy with what you people did. It's a shame to our department to hear it especially from him.” Mrs. Agapita, our head spoke infront. Mouth hanged open, I slowly stand up to not get caught by her. Heat flushed my cheeks, I felt like I was hit bull's eye. He saw what I did that he smirked. I can't help not to roll my eyes at somewhere.