Sassy Comebacks Novels & Stories

He embraced her, strong and reassuring, and she tilted her head up to press a light kiss to his lips. When they parted, she chuckled softly and asked, “What are you doing here?” Jonathan grinned, brushing a strand of hair from her cheek. “I came to take you out for dinner. Remember? I promised.” Natalia’s eyes widened slightly in realization, and she gave a soft, rueful laugh. “Oh, I completely forgot. I got so wrapped up in work…” “I knew you would,” he teased gently, his voice low and teasing as he pressed a kiss to her temple. “That’s why I’m here to rescue you from yourself.”

I had never met him, but he often texted me, saying he would be back soon and that I should pack my things and leave. I kept my eyes closed and said flatly, "Go ahead and get back together with your ex. I won't stop you." Clara frowned. "Is that all you managed to come up with after thinking all night? Bruce, be realistic. You don't even have a degree or work experience. You've been a stay-at-home dad for years, isolated from society. If you leave me, what makes you think you'll survive out there?"

Before she could protest, I continued, loud enough for the entire restaurant to hear, "I mean, look at it! The stitching, the fabric, the poor imitation of luxury. You might want to ask for a refund from whoever sold you this knock-off." There was a brief silence before a lady at a nearby table muttered, "Damn," and I caught the embarrassed look on Sage's face. But I wasn't done. With a cool smile, I reached into my purse and pulled out a sleek business card, handing it over to Sage. "But don't worry," I said sweetly, "if you still need some charity, feel free to come by my company. We'll give you a new dress—an original one this time, not a fake."

Vivianne announced, and was filled with confidence. After hearing Vivianne's announcement, a grin suddenly appeared on Garrett's striking handsome face, as he replied to her, “I like your enthusiasm, my dear little sis. And I can't wait for your company to rise to the top. If that eventually happens, I'd shave my hair for you”. After teasing Vivianne, Garrett ended up laughing at his own joke.

Anne comforted me while Sasha just kept on glaring at me without uttering a word. "I'm sorry, I just thought that you guys will be mad that I forfeited our outing for a business meeting with him. I thought that you guys won't like the idea of me backing out of our plan at the last minute" I cried. "I can't believe this" Sasha uttered with a look of disappointment and disbelief. "Is that your thoughts about us?" Anne asked more calmly than I expected. "No! I was just stupid" I muttered. "Thank God you know that fact, at least. She is supposed to be single amongst us and truly life can be unfair." Sasha muttered and we all laughed.

The rest of the men in the second car continued following them closely behind. At the back of the car, he teased her about her outfit until she felt embarrassed but she couldn't help poking him back, it seemed so natural. She reminded him of the Ppboy(Pretty pimpled boy) incident and that's how she won the fight in one move. "You know that's not true, my face is flawless," he pointed out. "Well I don't think so, look" she pointed to a spot on his face "That is not true" he shook his head. "You're just saying anything at this point." he chuckles. "So you wear shorts huh?" His eyes were fixed on the road.

Tears rolled down her cheeks. " Don't cry like a little girl," Sas says. " It's not just that. What did he say? " I ask her as I feel the sudden wave of anger. Saavi grabs her phone and types in it. My phone vibrates in my lap. I click on the message. I fist my hand. He'll repent. 'I know Jay! I'll prefer a virgin.' " I need heels," I say. " Here, " Sim removes her heels. Removing the sneakers, I put on the heels, " Shelly, " Sas takes out the red lipstick from her backpack.

But after hearing this, his voice was gentle, and there was a hint of disdain in his voice. 'I really didn't expect your company to rely on a male online celebrity to maintain its interests now.' This sentence is not only a mockery, but also a denial of her whole person. Makes her sound very upset. Cassie also sarcastically went back without hesitation: 'I also didn't expect that your company could arbitrarily ban a person's account, fish begins to stink at the head. I believe it has something to do with your company's discipline.' This beam is not referring to him, is it?

Her dark brown hair was styled perfectly, and she wore a simple white blouse and tailored pants. She looked up as we approached, and I saw the moment recognition hit her features. "Ayra Smith," she said, her voice carrying that model-like cheeriness. "I heard you were making a comeback." "Rina." I kept my voice neutral, polite. "Congratulations on your engagement." "Thank you." Her smile was sharp as a blade. "Callum is wonderful. It's so nice to have someone who truly supports your career, isn't it?" The dig was subtle but clear. Unlike your ex-husband, who made you give up everything.

I just let my long hair down so that somehow my skin on my back and even my shoulders would not be exposed. "Wow miss Sydney, you're really beautiful! So I won't wonder why— I'm sorry, Ma'am Michelle is just calling me." I just laughed at mang Bert who looked so impressed with me. Nothing has changed in my appearance. The only difference now is that I'm wearing an expensive dress, that's all. "Miss Sydney, we need to go back to the office." "All right." After I thanked and said goodbye to Danica, mang Bert and I immediately set sail.