Pobre Ana English Novels & Stories

Jessica suggested. " Yes mum, please!" Elena begged and Ana had no choice but to agree. She decided to get them some food but when it was her turn at the counter, she realized she didn't have any money on her. She remembered that she'd left the money at Alex's house when he kidnapped her. They didn't have where to sleep, they hadn't showered in days and they hadn't eaten either but they didn't have any money to do any of those things. " Come on" Ana said as she led them to the female restroom in the mall. " This is where we will be sleeping tonight" she said, guilt evident in her voice.

She decided not to tie it for a new look. She looked for a food to take for breakfast but nothing just bottles of beers and rotten meal from last night. Her beaten up mother came and gave her money, “T-that’s all I have Ana sorry.” She said with subtle voice, like a mushed pumpkin her mother was almost indigo to death. The daughter felt empathy but hardly couldn’t do anything. She refused to take the money.

Ana's POV "I doubt it Ana, as Gabriel himself said, you are just a stranger he has to pretend to be happy with for a while, nothing more, you are the woman his father and yours, beggar, starving, sold to go to another country and who helped him not to lose his company, that's what you are for him." She looks at me and smiles. "I'm sorry if you didn't know that your parents left the country."

Once he was inside, he looked at Ana who was still shaken by everything Ruby had told them about Anton. “You don't seem to go out often?” Paulo smiled a little and fastened his seatbelt. “What do you mean?” Ana looked at him confused. “Your reaction to what that woman told us. You obviously haven't gone out much and interacted with a lot of people because if you did, trust me, you wouldn't be this stunned by what that woman said in there. In this world, Anastasia, only money and power rule and the people are their slaves. It was the same with Mr Anton.” Paulo replied and Ana couldn't help but start to recall how Adam had wanted his parents not to get divorced.

Jade's POV - After confirming that i will help her ana told me everything... i was listening her carefully and then i said... "hmm... so you want to help her and you want me to take her away?" Ana replied with more eagerness... "Yes!! Jade please help me she... she is so innocent and naive... she is not understanding me, they.. they will destroy her life..." I thought about this.. if Ana is saying then she must have been very innocent... Cause Ana was genius to scan a person's personality...

Grace Anderson snatched her phone back and immediately locked it. I watched her reaction and said coldly, “Cloud Mansion’s under Ken Smith’s name, but the property management office sent the text message to you instead. “Do you want to explain that?” She slammed her phone against the table with the screen down and took a sip of water before saying, “I’m purchasing a property for my relative, and I wanted to use a discount that’s only available for the lower-income group, so I borrowed Ken’s ID for that. My relative left the country a while back, so he asked me to take care of it on his behalf.”

"We need to get you out of here." Ignoring the growing ache in my own shoulder, I hoisted Anna onto my back, her injured leg dangling limply. The weight was a welcome burden, anchoring me in the howling wind. I took a tentative step, the loose gravel shifting treacherously under my feet. Gritting my teeth, I pushed forward, each step a battle against the treacherous terrain and the worsening weather.

I told you my name is 'Anaís,' not Anna- I said to the only friend I had made so far. But Anna means gracious in Spanish, right? She pronounced Anaís wrong. Yes, but... -I sighed- Forget it. What do you want? I need your help... -she ran her fingers through her reddish hair.- With my French. I have a test tomorrow - She put on a sad expression, blinking, trying to convince me.

Just stopped bringing food for two days straight. If it weren’t for Ana, the only kind soul in this place, I think I’d be dead by now. She sneaks me real food. Crackers. Vitamins. “I shouldn’t be doing this,” she whispers, eyes darting toward the camera. “But you don’t deserve this.” I don’t know how she knows. Maybe she’s been where I am. I’ve lost so much weight. My ribs show. My hair is falling out in clumps, clogging the tiny drain in the corner. I stare at myself in the mirror and barely recognize the girl staring back.

" Upon hearing that, I clenched my jaw, anger simmering just beneath the surface. I couldn't believe that all of my hard-earned money had been wasted on him just like that! Kevin grew even more triggered when he caught the cold fury in my eyes. He flew into a rage as he spat, "Did you think that someone would suddenly barge in and save you, you little mongrel? "Only poor, dirty rats like you would believe in rags-to-riches fairytales. Don't you love acting pitiful? I'm going to give you something to actually be pitiful about!" He then raised the hammer in the air once more, aiming for my good leg next.