Put The Blame On Mame Meaning Novels & Stories

Funny. 'It's your fault, Leah!' Amoux said again in my mind, but I didn't speak. Why is he blaming me because after all, I should be the one to blame him! I'm the one who always gets hurt. I'm the one who gets played with. I'm just stupid because I let him use me. Perhaps, he thought I was easy to get! 'Speak up! Talk to me,' said Amoux angrily. But I ignored it even more. Damon hurriedly gave me the medicine kit and then took the things I needed.

Letting out all the inbuilt anger against Dame whenever I get the chance to. “Sorry,” I mumbled halfheartedly. “Here, take this.” She said handing me a glass of smoothie. “Even though you live in the packhouse, you are still looking like someone who lives around here. What is wrong with you?” The smoothie suddenly felt watery in my mouth as she took a jab at my pain. I placed the glass on the table pulling in my lip. “I can’t help but blame you, mum.” She cackled. “Really now? It's my fault? What did I do this time?”

She knew there was something wrong after the man ignored her even after all the seducing that she did, he gave no reaction. “Hmmph! Ne me blâmez pas pour votre incompétence!” (Hmmph! Don't blame me for your incompetence!) She had to pretend she was not afraid or else she would be in grave danger. Her pride won’t let her admit her failure and even tried to blame them for it.

Liam mumbled slightly irritated. "Another blame on me?" "well yeah!" Liam exclaimed. Amelia turned slightly red in anger "I also know how to pin blame on people" "Whenever you turn red like that I get reminded of a meatball" Amelia gasped at his words "oh really? guess what, whenever I see your face I get reminded of a dying donkey!"

What effeontery. “You bastard!” I stood uo abruptly. “You have another woman carrying your child and all you can think of is to heal blame on me for not being sensitive enough to have seen what was going on between Anna and Liam?” I slapped the napkin on my hand on the table. “Insufferable!” Amna was next. “I will not feel sorry for my actions. I love Liam and he is my mate. You are the one who couldn't keep you thing in your trousers, brother. You are the problem!”

Marie blames her mom, whose gaze turns sour immediately. "You have no right whatsoever to blame me. It's not my fault that you were being dumb. You heard your phone ringing, and instead of coming to get it, you acted as if it wasn't your concern, and now you dare to blame me? Don't get me pissed, Marie. You're already putting me through a lot," Mrs. Webster tells her bluntly.

"Oh, are you blaming me for your mahjong losses now? Just because of my aura? What does it have to do with me? You lost at Mahjong, and you blame me. What if you lose at the casino and you still blame me? Your misfortune is yours; don’t blame it on others.” Lilia, as someone who holds grudges, gritted her teeth. Fueled by her resentment, she continues to verbally assault Sherly. “You think you’re clever, don’t you? Just because you’re my husband’s child surrogate from another egg, do you think so highly of yourself?” Lilia snorted. “But everyone here knows the truth, right? You’re not a real Montenegro. You came from a nameless egg donor; you’re not real.”

But I cared less, mom getting mad because I had put the blame on her was none of my concern, like I had said, I won't hold back the way I feel anymore, I would no longer clamp down my words, all of them are responsible for how miserable my life was. "Yeah go on and blame me, after all that’s what you are ever good at, blaming other for your mistake." I heard Vivian say as I stood to my feet, I couldn't believe she even had the guts to speak, not after all she did, we still had scores to settle.

If you blame him, you deserve the punishment. ***

Because you were too busy playing Romeo and Juliet that you delegated the business. -Don't you dare blame me. This business is mine as much as it is yours. -He said, raising his voice. -That's all, no more. –The younger replied, confidently facing his brother. –We're a team. And you left me on the bench for a woman. –Ciro didn't have much to debate, it was true. -It's no less your fault than mine, okay? - Brahim agreed, much to his regret, because he blamed Ciro one hundred percent. Although it was nothing more than a question of ego rather than reason.