Pacar Marah Dan Tidak Menghubungi นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“You said it has been three days, and you have not heard from him since?” Marmie asked, pacing the length of Kara’s living room floor. It was Marmie’s day off, and she surprised Kara by arriving at her doorstep unannounced. “Yeah. I can not even call him. His provider said his phone was disconnected.” She admitted, her tone laced with worry. Then, her eyes looked beseechingly at her friend. “Have you seen Nico at the hotel? Maybe you pass him a message for me?”

Mara said to Adrian, her voice raising in anger as tears started streaming down her cheeks. "And what do you expect me to do, to start crying as you are doing? Is it by so doing that I will be acting as if Diego is my son?" Adrian asked Mara, but she remained silent while sobbing. Sighing heavily, Adrian took his phone and placed a call across the doctor, but got no response after some minutes of ringing. "I have called the doctor, and he's not picking up, and as you know, I can't mind-link from here because of the distance," Adrian said to Mara, who didn't utter a word to him as she kept on sobbing.

He called and called, but the phone kept going to voicemail. He clenched his jaws, he was so pissed, but he sighed and tried to control his anger. “One way or the other, you will come and explain why you left my son all alone in school” Carson hissed before taking off his clothes and headed to the bathroom One thing is sure, Marian was in big trouble.

"It's a long story but we will tell you once you come. Well, I called you because I will be needing some condoms. I want to patronize your company. Hehehe. I will send you the money so you can bring me 2pac whenever you are coming. I'm not in a hurry to use it though." "Ok, no problem. Let me dress now okay?" "No problem dear, bye." The call ended. Mara was curious to know if Rose was coming back home soon as she decided to ask. "When is she coming? Or she isn't coming anytime soon?" "No idea, dear. I didn't ask her." "Okay, but is she okay? Like, is she doing fine?" "Yeah! She is. Now that I'm free today, go and dress up so we can drive to where you can get a new phone. You still haven't ca

Lore nodded back approvingly, and Maria looked at her phone and begin texting: Hey Scarlet. So sorry about last night. I really didn’t mean it. Just cranky. In a bad mood. Anyway. I really love you and miss you. Where are you. She hit send, and she stood there and looked at her phone. After a minute she said to Lore. “She’s not replying. Maybe she’s not—” Suddenly her phone buzzed and she looked down and read the message: Thanks for that. That means a lot. Maria began typing:

His phone buzzed, shattering the moment. Marco voice at the other end. Shipment didn’t make it!

Giving her a child meant giving her power. And that was never going to happen. Before he could process those thoughts, his phone rang again. "Mamma" is displayed on the screen. He groaned, rubbing his temples. He should’ve known she’d call if he didn’t respond. Ignoring her message was one thing—but not picking up the phone? He wouldn’t dare. She always knew when he’d seen a message. He picked up. “Pronto, Mamma,” (Hello Mom) he answered flatly. “Marco, why did you ignore my text? You already have a woman living in your house. Why haven’t you given us an heir yet? You're our only son—do you really want to fail us?” her voice rang through the phone, sharp with disappointment.

It's been more than a week but Alec didn't get the reply from Amara's side , he tried many times to contact her but her phone say that her incoming services got declined . " Dad , did you Amara contacted you ? " , Alex asked . " No , I think she didn't forgive us . " , Alec said .

“The driver buzzes her and then waits for her to come down. She gets into the car and it leaves and you’re driving into the garage a few minutes later.” Carter stopped pacing and turned to look at Parker. “Are you sure she’s not waiting at some restaurant for you?” “We didn’t decide on where we would eat,” Parker replied, shoving his hand into his hair. “And I’ve tried calling her repeatedly, and she’s not picking up. Her phone is going straight to the message bank. If she was waiting for me, wouldn’t she be calling me?” “It just doesn’t make any sense,” Carter said, resuming his pacing. “Are you absolutely sure you didn’t do anything?”