Pobre Ana Novels & Stories

“That’s good for you.” Vivian’s smile disappeared for half a second. Again No reaction. Why wasn’t this girl reacting? Vivian leaned closer. “I’m surprised you’re so calm.” Vivian laughed softly. “You’re actually quite sad. But at least you were lucky Lucero even noticed you. Do you understand that?” Anaïs’s jaw tightened. “After all, you were nothing when he found you.” “Vivian—” “You had nowhere to go. No proper family. No money. No status. And now you’re sitting here acting like you were ever his equal.” She leaned back. “Look at yourself.”

After a month has passed. ---------------- Aahana's POV I have been lying on this bed for a month, taking help from other people or even the smallest of the tasks. I felt fortunate that God gifted me a new life. The day car knocked me down, I felt as if my soul left my body. But prayers were answered. My health is proceeding very well. I am becoming better day by day. In this one month, what I am more shocked about is him, Mr Ranveer Singhaniya. My so called businessman and the traitor who betrayed me at every point of life.

"It's nothing as long as it's you." Mercedes came out with the goods from the back of their house. "This is, hijo, those are arranged already." "Oh, thank you so much Auntie, Mercedes," I told her. "Just for you,hijo. That's okay. Oh we'll leave you there, hijo and I'll do something else." She said goodbye to me. It’s more than compared to the ones I bought before. I said goodbye to Mrs. Figueroa after I also thanked her. I was happy pushing the cart because I had many goods like yesterday but they didn't want to let me pay for the goods like before.

, Her anger was reflected in her words. "Her fate isn't in your hands to control. Why? Because I hate seeing her in pain, She shivers and crumbles every time it rains...she thinks she's abounded, while she has a family who's weeping for her every day.", Anan countered back at Jane which made her speechless. "She was not abounded...they abducted her, Her mother is still living like a dead person, her father is seeing his dear daughter in his paintings, her brother is going throw hell and you are asking why?", His voice was rough bringing chills to the other person.

She said before taking her leave, but she knew full well that Jake was never going to find out about her failed trials to get pregnant. As Ana left the doctor's office, she felt a heavy weight settle in the pit of her stomach, She had spent 2 years hiding the painful reality from Jake, she had been masking her face with a fake sense of cheerfulness. But deep down, she knew the truth: she was broken, damaged beyond repair by the wicked hands of fate.

Dinda said, her voice starting to become soft. Mrs. Anita looked at Dinda attentively. "Dinda loves Daddy Sebastian, right?" Dinda nodded while rubbing the hem of her shirt. "Yes, but I don't like to see Daddy Sebastian for long with Mommy." Mrs. Anita nodded, understanding. "Dinda, have you ever been sad because you can't see Daddy Sebastian often?" Dinda nodded again. "Yes, I miss Daddy Sebastian. But Mommy likes to say that Rich Daddy and I can be a good family."

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!”

Phoebe's brain shook violently as she plummeted from cloud nine, her mind reeling at the revelation that the man they had been discussing was none other than Richard Hill. "I don't want to be that so-called 'rich wife.' A simple life will be fine for me! But what they did is something I can't shake from my thoughts," Ana exclaimed, her voice tinged with frustration. With a swift motion, she poured more whiskey down her throat, hoping to drown out the troubling memories.

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.

However, it helped me realize something. Theo hates me and will never want to be with me. So, I have decided to leave him. And this time, I’ll make sure I’m not found. I don't know how I’ll leave or guarantee I’m not found. I only know I don't want to be here anymore—I can’t be here anymore. “Ana, what are you thinking about?” Charlotte asks, waving her hand in my face. “Nothing,” I say, smiling to make her think I was genuinely thinking of nothing serious.