Please Look After Mom Novels & Stories

Mom's face looked serious as she spoke to me. "You never can tell if they are truly happy that you now have children for their son, not after that woman bullied you. You should be careful with her and very vigilant in case she comes to see you when I am not around," Mom warned, and I told her, "No evil weapon formed against us shall prosper. We are highly protected by the grace of God."

I think that this will usually happen to me if I'm going insane. "Even though we only have a few things settled I want you to know that your father and I will do everything just to bring your love back to us. We'll try to become the parents you once knew and not to depend on your brother to make you feel comfortable." Mom replies with a wide smile. She looks at me through the top view mirror of the car and says, "Make sure to take care of yourself, we're not there to protect the both of you so look out for each other.

I shrieked. “I worry, dear,” Mom winked but then said in a serious voice, “Seriously, take care of yourself and Samantha, Kyler. I hope you succeed, son,” she smiled. “I will, Mom ! And thank you,” I gratefully said. Mom’s shorter frame hugged my larger one before she tearfully said, “I will miss you both. Don’t stress yourself if things don’t go the way you planned. Just come back home safe and sound,” she said while cupping my face and pressing her lips on my forehead in a chaste, motherly kiss. “Bless you, my son !”

I stood up and went near the window. “What about him?” Mom’s voice became serious now. I sighed again before I said what I wanted to say. “Don’t touch him. I’ll handle him.” I said. There was a long pause before I heard Mom’s answer. “Darling, don’t say that to me and your father. Say that to his family.” She said with a gentle voice. “You know his family, Kathy. We are here to support you, do what you need to do but please, take care of yourself, okay?” she added. I nodded and sighed in relief.

“Love you so much! Goodnight!” “Goodnight, love,” I replied, my voice soft with affection. “I love you so much too. Can’t wait to see you tomorrow.” I felt a pang of longing as she handed the phone back to my mom. “Thanks so much for looking after her, Mom,” I said, feeling grateful. “Tell Dad I said hi and thank you, too.” “Of course, honey. She’s no trouble at all.” There was a pause before she added gently, “You take care of yourself too, alright?”

“Please be nice to mommy while you are there. I don’t like it when she is not feeling good.” You are probably ju

" But you have to be careful. Look at the way you are breathing!" " I'm sorry mum!" Mrs Jones walked to her and held her face. " You really need to watch your health my daughter. You cannot fall sick baby " she said warmly but there was worry in her eyes. " I will be more careful now Mum and I will make sure I maintain my health " Binaca assured her mother with a smile and Mrs Jones kissed her on the cheek lovingly. " My regards to dad Mum. I can't see him now as I am too late! But tell him I love him "

My heart clenched painfully) Me: I am so sorry mother. I love you. I realise my mistakes. I shouldnt have left you like this. And also thanks for the money you have beem transferring in my account. Mom: It is okay. I love you too. And you dont have to thank us. We are your parents. It is our duty to look after you, sweetheart. Me: I love you mom. I feel horrible. How is father? Mom: He is good sweetie. He is busy in work right now. I would tell him to text you.

“Take care red. Call me if you need anything. “ Darren stated. I nodded. “ I will. Don’t forget your promise “ “How could I. “ He laughed. I moved over and threw my arms around my mother. I will miss her calm aura and scent. “Stay healthy mom.” “You too sweetie “, she sobbed. “We will miss you.... a lot” “Me too mom.... “ “Take care of your mate and your pack. Remember all the things I have taught you.” She added. “Always“, I stepped away from her and strolled to my dad.

“Thank you for looking after her.” My mother didn’t miss a beat. She looked him dead in the eye, her voice calm but biting. “You don’t need to thank me. She’s my daughter. If I don’t look after her, who will?” The color drained from Jayden’s face, just for a second. The unspoken meaning of my mom’s words hit him square in the chest. But, being the master of emotional dodging that he was, he quickly plastered on his usual unreadable expression.