Romans & histoires Nico Paz Mom

Nico's face went pale. "Isn't that a mistress?" "Shameless." The whispers hit like slaps. All color drained from my face. "I'm sorry. No. I didn't. I don't know—" "Matteo! Get her out!" Nico shoved through the crowd, panicked. Everything turned white. The captain kept reading: "Oh, and I hear your father was shot, your mother killed herself, and you have a serious genetic mental illness—five years in a West Coast mental hospital… Oh my God."

He appeared quiet wicked, "Haven't you been asking me what happened to your Mommy five years ago?" Zane glanced at the door before jumping to lock it. He gritted his teeth and said, "Even though you don't tell me about it, I would have guessed it. Tbe President of Cokes cooperation, Nikolai is my mummy's ex husband right?" "Yes, your mom's misfortune started when she married him" Asher pressed his finger tips together and said gradually. His voice was a little shaky, "But five years ago, the person who almost killed your Mom was your aunt, Agnes"

Maria finally stepped forward, holding her son's shoulders. "Nico, enough..." her voice was soft. Nico shook his head hard, his eyes red and puffy. "No, Mom! He's still here! He can still wake up! He's just sleeping!" Maria cried even harder. "Son... let him go in peace..." Nico shook his head again, stronger this time. "No! God can't be this cruel, Mom! God can do a miracle!" His hand again grasped Celine's hand tightly. He kissed his wife's fingers one by one.

"I'm not allowed? Who do you think you are?" Raising an eyebrow at me, he sighed. "Lets just lie here and talk. Then we'll go get something to eat." I humphed, then nodded. "Tell me about Nico. Where is his mother?" "Somewhere in Spain. She got sold." He said quietly. I sat upright. "Sold?" I asked, horrified. "She was one of the Irish's whores. We don't sell women, Bella. Emilio got her pregnant. He wanted to marry her."

“You are here.” “Mother,” Nico stood up to hug his Mom. “Good-day Ma’am,” I bowed slightly. “Ma’am?” she scoffed. “Please call me Hazel.” “Why did you send for us Mother?” Nico asked. “Ohh yes,” she smiled. Hazel seemed like someone who had completely forgotten she asked us to come around. “I just wanted to know how Ella was doing.” “Mother!” Nico exclaimed. “Please don’t tell me that is the reason you called us over.” He looked at his mom with lazy eyes.

Beatrice said in a soothing tone, trying to pacify her angry daughter. Asa severed ties with her mother after she divorced her father and vanished. Her mother, Beatrice only calls her seldomly since then but had never disclosed her location. She couldn't understand why a mother would abandon their own daughter. Asa didn't like her mother at all. The endearment didn't sit well with Asa; hearing 'my daughter' from Mrs. Beatrice felt like vinegar poured onto an open wound. But before Asa could retort, her mother continued, "I'm inviting you to a birthday party at the Maxlucx Hotel," Mrs. Polina said, her tone hopeful. "I'll be there too. It's been many years, won't you like to see me, Asa?"

He came forward and properly introduced himself. "Hi Nana, am Luca". "Hi Luca, am Louisa but you can call me Nana. she hugged him and placed tiny kisses on his face making him giggle. Louisa Quinn, my mum and she's everything to me. She's the reason my siblings and I are where we are today. The person behind our success. We weren't rich but we weren't poor either. We were comfortable with what we heard. She was a pharmacist at one of the biggest hospital in New York. My elder sister Anastasia was the one who followed her path in career but she's a neurosurgeon. My brother owns chains of restaurants all over the world and I went into architecture and interior designing.

“Since I was little, I’ve never met her parents—or any relatives, for that matter.” He stayed quiet, listening intently. “Even my dad… I never met his parents either. They both worked hard for everything we had.” Then she added, “Her full name is Nancy Montalban Montenegro.” Dixal’s lips parted slightly, but he recovered quickly and nodded. “Why, Dixal? Is there something about my mother you need to know?” she asked. He shook his head. “Just curious,” he said slowly, “how a market vendor like her became close to Director Diaz. How they met—and what their connection really was.”

Nicole sighed as she stood in front of her mother, her heart aching at the sight of her connected to all those cables. "Mom, you have to recover. The doctor told me I'm pregnant again. Our children need their grandmother," she cried uncontrollably, holding Rina's hand while speaking to her. She couldn't stay there any longer; it felt like her soul was hurting. She left and said goodbye to Gío. "Dad, please, no matter how insignificant it may seem, let us know. Please," she pleaded. "Don't worry, daughter. You need to rest. I won't leave your mother's side for a single moment," Gío assured her.

Samuel looked behind Nicole and did not see his mother. "She left." "She left? Didn't she just get here?" "What was Mom doing here?" Spencer asked as he could see that something was wrong with Nicole's expression. "Did you guys know about Norah asking Mom for money?" Nicole did not want to hide it from them anymore. "Norah asked Mom for money?" Both of them were taken aback. "Yeah. Her parents were hospitalized in a car accident, and then Norah had already asked for almost a million dollars from Mom." Nicole told them all about it.