Novel & Cerita Pobre Ana In English

one of her friend asked. "No way, she doesn't dress it" another girl said looking at me with irritation. Calm down Bella... they're just rich, spoilt little brats. "No, she's my cook and piano teacher" Ana said walking over to me and interlocking her hands with mine. "Your dad sent your cook for open house, that's pathetic" the other brat said. Ana smiled. "My dad owns this city and asked my cook to come, your family owns nothing and are all here, that's the definition of Pathetic"she said and cat walked out.

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.

I screamed this question feeling frustrated and useless, I couldn't protect her, I couldn't give security to her or my son, again it was the coward who humiliated her so many years ago - you think I didn't mean it? Ana forbade me, first she thought she would die and then she understood why she always felt out of place and decided it would be a battle to the death, she wouldn't let anyone suffer again what she suffered

And the way she is gawking at Ana is more ill-bred. “Of course I do.” Ana says it nicely. “I hope you have been as good as Irma here." She adds. Julie produces an unnerving smirk that arouses my hair. “What did you think? That we would die of poverty because we stopped working for your family? Or that we ended up in the streets?" Ana’s grin fades abruptly while she looks away. Poor girl! “Hey! Be nice, will you?” I snap at Julie. “Who is she?” Angel’s voice startled everyone.

How could Elena do something so arrogant? The man, probably an assistant, turned white. He pulled out a stack of cash and shoved it into my hands. “Money isn’t a problem. Everyone knows how capable Miss Pascal is. She’s the most amazing businesswoman in this city!”

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.

I said absentmindedly, trying to focus on the conversation. “Speaking of the future,” Ana said and sat up, gently removing her body from my grasp. “I can't wait to get back to my old life. I've missed it.” I snapped out my reverie and stared at her, my eyes narrowing. “Why? Aren't you happy here?” “It's not that I'm not happy,” she said. “But I miss my friends, my old neighbourhood. And our deal will be coming to an end in a few days time anyway.”

But today, the pain in his stomach shattered all his pride. “Back then Mommy always made porridge for me when I was sick,” Ghani said with a trembling voice. “Mommy always sat beside me. Mommy always held my hand.” Gevan lowered his gaze. A guilt that had been piling up surfaced again. “Daddy… Mommy was ugly, yes. But Mommy was kind.” Ghani cried. “I miss Mommy…” That small cry struck Gevan’s heart harder than anything. Meanwhile, in Germany, the kitchen of Julio’s house was filled with the aroma of warm soup. Sheena was casually chopping vegetables, while Alea sat at a small table coloring her book.

However the door opens revealing Ingrid. “ Are you okay?” she asks me. “ of course I am” I lie wanting to get out of here. “ Don't lie to me. I know you are not okay. I can see it. I know that that Juliana doesn't like you.” she says. “ You know ?” I ask surprised. “ Any one can see that. But ii want to tell you that you have to fight your self so that you get the man that you love.” “ That is how she was with me but she is changing a little. I provoked to her that even us from middle class families can love not for money ” she goes on to comfort me.

"Don't thank me i just did what my mind and heart said... now go and tell Ela to get ready i am coming to taking her away from that black world to this bright happy world..." Ana nodded vigorously as she answered... "Yess! you will give her a new life and i believe you that you will protect her till your last breath..." Jade just smiled... After disconnecting the call.. Ana comes to Ela... Ela was packing her things but she was looking like a dead body... ofcourse Ana understand her situation... she got a big wound from her family just now... they sold her for money... they don't love her...