Nate Jacobs Mom Novels & Stories

When it came to his business, he skillfully pushed aside everything that would do him no good. “I have an idea” Mrs Jacobin smiled devilishly, leaning forward. “How about we tell everyone she is an obsessed fan girl who wouldn’t let go of you” Nate shook his head disapprovingly, his mother always had a cunning trick up her sleeve. “That would do the lady no good” he mumbled, drumming his fingers on the table. “And why do you care what is good for her?” His mother shot at him. “Of course I do not care what is good for her” he shot back heatedly

said his son, glancing at a group of mothers who immediately looked away because they were caught eavesdropping on a conversation between mother and child. "Go, honey..." he replied, smiling and ignoring the presence of people trying to intimidate him. Fisya returned to busy herself by responding to messages sent by Regan – her husband, who informed her that she would be a little late picking them up. After that, she busied herself by opening social media and reading news close to the information about the dating scandal between Regan and Felicia.

Her heart suddenly beat fast as his mother looked at her. "Your what?" "My wife, Mom," Nate answered. Beatrice saw how his mom examined her from head to toe, and she knew already that his mom was so strict, and she knew that she would not accept her because of how she looked at Beatrice. It's giving Beatrice a vibe of 'who is this woman?' she was uncomfortable with how Nate's mom looked at her. "Did your Dad know about this?" His mom asked him without taking off her gaze to Beatrice.

"Exactly! Even Dad knows you’re talking nonsense." Nathan looked thoroughly appalled, speaking with his usual bluntness. "Mom, you’re not losing it already, are you? That girl may be great, but she’s got nothing to do with me. “What, just because someone else didn’t want her, you think I’m running a recycling center?"

Given how ruthless he could be, he would surely stop at nothing to prevent her from joining the bidding. Jacob hurriedly reassured her, "Don't worry, Ms. Sutton. This affects our company's future, so everyone knows what to do." "Good. You should get some rest, too." Jacob nodded and turned to leave. Right then, Natalie's phone started to ring. She glanced at it and saw that the caller was Benjamin. As she reached for a fork, she answered. "Hello? Ben?" Ben's urgent voice came through the line, "Natalie! Something's happened to your mom. Daphne went looking for her with people in tow. Where are you? I'll go pick you up right now."

Just the same bolded subject line staring back at me. A firm knock on my door pulled me out of my thoughts, sharp and insistent. “Come in,” I said flatly, my voice already edged with exhaustion and resentment. I didn’t bother getting up or fixing my messy bedhead. Mom stepped inside, her expression more determined this time, jaw set in a way that made my stomach drop. She didn’t sit on the bed like she usually would during our talks. No attempt at softening the blow with a hug or a hand on my shoulder. She stood near the door, arms crossed tightly over her chest, like she was steeling herself for battle.

she said, her voice a little louder, a lot more desperate. Nick leaned against the nearest canopy post, folding his arms across his chest as he processed her words. He wasn’t concerned, not in the slightest. “You’re really worried about that?” “Yes!” Noah hissed, her voice barely above a whisper now, her eyes darting around, scanning the yard for her ex. “I don’t need this drama right now, Nick. If my mom finds out, we'll be in trouble.” Nick sighed, finally feeling the weight of the situation, though he wouldn’t admit it. He pushed off the canopy and took a step closer to her. They were standing inches apart now, hidden under the shade of the canopy, the pool shimmering just behind them.

" * After Dad was sentenced, Mom sent a paternity test report back to our hometown. She gave it directly to Grandma. That same day, she took me back there as well. When we arrived, we were greeted by the sight of Grandma and Denise viciously fighting each other. Mom let out a scoff, tears of bitter amusement slipping down her face. "She spent her whole life treasuring the daughter of a mistress," she muttered. "It's about time she knew what that feels like." With that, Mom pulled out her phone, removed the SIM card, and tossed it into the trash bin. Then she turned to me, her eyes softening into a smile. "Mary, let's go travel the world."

I asked her. Mom was quiet for a few minutes before she spoke. “I want you to enjoy your time with Nathaniel. I have seen a lot of pictures of you both on the internet, the maid shows them to me anytime she sees them.” “I didn’t call you when Nathaniel got involved in an accident because I didn’t want to make you cry. I raised you to be a strong woman and I am very happy you are doing well now that Nathaniel is up.” My heart was beating fast as Mom spoke about Nath. There was no way Mom would be happy when she found out that Nath and I were no longer together. I had wanted to tell her but I just have to keep my mouth shut and allow her to be happy.

It would have been bad of me not to ask about him, so I had to. “Where is Nathan?” I asked after hugging Jake. I could see their awkward expressions. “Um, he’s busy, honey,” Mom answered. “Or he isn’t happy Jay’s back, so he decided not to come,” Emily said truthfully. “Emily, stop it,” Mom cautioned. “Sorry, Mom,” she apologized. But she was right, and I knew it. “Our drive is here. I think we should start leaving,” Dom said, turning back after ending his call.