Mrs Thornhill Wednesday Novels & Stories

"Let them talk. We need to get to the courthouse early, see what we're up against." As we stepped out, the gossip hit me like a wave. Two women from the village shop were loitering by the fence, their baskets forgotten. "Poor Lila," one clucked, a plump lady with graying hair I recognized as Mrs. Thorne, the baker's wife. "That stepmother of hers is a viper. After all the girl's been through—the curse, the suitors, now this? Heartbreaking."

I was always wearing hoodies that covered me properly. “Shut it! Miguel, I'm asking you a question? What was the last thing I said?” Mrs. Shirley yelled, making me jump in fright – shocked at her outburst. One minute ago, she was shocked and the next minute she was like a fuming rabbit. It made me wonder if she was pregnant as she was on a rollercoaster of emotions. “I wasn't listening. I'm sorry ma,” I apologized with my head down, making other students stifle their laughs.

I opened it slightly and saw two maids standing in the corner. “I heard someone from Pelligrini came again today,” one of the maids said. “What did he want?” the other one asked. “The maggiordomo told him he has no answer for him yet.” “What kind of an answer?” “I heard that Don Pelligrini offered Mr. Thorne an alliance.” The other one snickered. “Then it looks like there might be a change of Mrs. Thorne soon.” “Shut up, idiot!” The first one grabbed the other one's arm, guiding her to the stairs. “You shouldn't say such things so loud.” A moment later, they were gone.

Married "Where's September?" She asked as she walked in inside the gates, not gracing the guards any glances. "This way, Ma'am." Falcon said leading the way towards the huge mansion. Maeve and Hillary on his heels, the trio walked the distance from the gate to the mansion in silence. "Mr. Thorne's inside." The butler informed as he gestured the door of September's office. Maeve opened the door and immediately took a step inside it. Hillary was about to follow her sister inside when she was suddenly pulled back by Falcon before the door was closed.

-[“Mr. Thorne, our team is now heading towards Ms. Mei Zhou’s place. Are you available to come with us?” With conviction, I reply, “Yes, I’ll see you there.”

I didn’t even realize Fennrick had moved until he was right in front of me, his voice low with amusement. “Miss Lockhart, your peeping habit hasn’t changed at all.” My throat tightened. I forced a stiff reply, “Have you figured out how you want me to thank you yet, Mr. Thorne?” His gaze darkened. “Are you in a hurry?” “…A little.” His expression snapped cold. Without another word, he turned and walked back into his room. For the next three days, Fennrick didn’t show his face once. The next time I heard anything about him was on the news.

"Are you alright, dear?" ​"I do not know." ​"Come. I will make some tea." ​They sat at the kitchen island. Mrs. Chen steeped chamomile and slid the mug across the marble counter. ​"Mr. Thorne cares about your wellbeing," Mrs. Chen noted. "More than he projects. More than he likely realizes himself." ​"He cares about his investment."

But then I saw Mom's tired face, heard Jasper's weak cough. "When does it start?" I asked, my voice hoarse. A faint, almost approving smile touched Mr. Thorne's lips. "Good girl. I knew you were smart enough to see the opportunity. I have a client requesting special attention next Friday night. He's a regular, very generous. I'll send you the details."

I can't help but laugh as he starts changing the TV channel. "I'll be right back," I say, getting out of bed and heading to the bathroom without looking at his reaction. My phone beeps five times in a row as I prepare for my facial routine. I pull it out of my pocket and glance at the screen. I sigh as "3 unread messages from the annoying four musketeers" stares back at me. Even though I should avoid them, I can't resist reading their messages. Mr. Thorne: By the way, don't forget about this Wednesday's tutoring session at my place.

She glanced through it silently. "You can lay down if you wish" I offered and she jumped at it, climbing onto the chair. I went back to reading and when I looked up again, she was out like a light. A smile slipped onto my face as I watched her. I was so happy for her. She would say something when she was ready and I couldn't wait to share loudly in her excitement. Thorne was running late. We had agreed to meet up after he returned from an outside operation he had scheduled. It wasn't supposed to take any time and I expected to have him back by now but an hour later and he was nowhere to be seen. I packed the things from where I had been reading outside. I decided on outdoor reading instead o