Say No More Mon Amour Novels & Stories

Alex, sensing the shift, turned to Lily, his brow furrowed with concern. They both spun around, their gazes locking onto the screen. The video had changed.Instead of their carefully curated romance, a series of documents, financial transactions, and damning photographs flashed across the screen. A cold, clinical voice began to narrate, detailing payments, dates, and names. Lily’s face paled, her breath catching in her throat.

"I'm planning to upload the proposal video online. I know it's rare for a woman to propose to a man, but that's because I'm trying to make it up to you. You can feel how sincere I'm being, can't you?" I was rendered speechless, but she kept talking. I looked past her at the tulips blooming behind her. This time, she hadn't gotten it wrong. Tulips really were my favorite. However, white tulips symbolized purity and unblemished love. Seeing them now felt nothing short of ironic. "I'm not going back," I said calmly. "Not coming back?" Beatrice froze. A beat later, she let out a sigh. "I knew it. You're still angry."

“After you left, I thought I’ve lost you forever. But seeing you back in Sky city made me realize the universe had given me another chamber to make up all the wrongdoings to you… to make you mine again. And I know with this second chance that if I did not do it, I’ll lose you forever. Ever wondered why I did not end up getting engaged to Sydney Harlow? Ever wondered why I did everything to chase Conan away? That because I could not bear the thought of you being with someone else’s… I could not be with Sydney because I loved you. And if I don’t do it now, I might regret it later in life. I only ask for one thing… my burning desire…Will you please marry me again?” There was shock on Mona’s fac

“Alright, alright, it doesn’t matter anymore. I'll forgive you.” Forgive me? These words felt like ice picks stabbing into my heart. He still doesn’t believe me. Seeing the atmosphere becoming tense, Mona walked over, patting her belly and feigning sincerity. “Nancy, I also want to apologize to you. I was too anxious at the time. You don’t have children, so you probably don’t understand the feelings of a mother...” Mona raised her hand and smoothed her hair. The wolf tooth bracelet on her wrist gleamed warmly in the light.

“You are weak and unprotected. I’m simply giving you a safe way out.” A deep wave of fierce love and loyalty for Zach boiled up inside Noah’s heart. He loved Zach with every piece of his soul, and he would never, ever do anything to hurt him. Noah stood up slowly, packing his tablet and bag into his arms. “Stay away from me. And stay away from Zach.” Damien’s smile grew just a tiny bit wider. “Think about it, Noah. My offer won't stay open forever.” Damien stood up, adjusted his black jacket, and walked out of the coffee shop into the crowd without another word.

"Martin, did you not read the screen clearly? You currently have over a billion dollars in debt in your name. You can't even afford to change the door locks of this estate, and you're trying to talk to me about docks?" Right then, Julia, who had been shrinking behind Martin, finally found an opportunity to chime in. With reddened eyes, her voice trembled perfectly to effect. "Anna, I know you hate me. But this was just a birthday wish of mine... Why do you have to treat me like this?" As she spoke, she protected her lower abdomen and leaned closer to Martin’s side. Her pitiful appearance caused several elderly family members below the stage to frown in sympathy. Provoked by her reaction, Mar

Madame Moncrief blinks a few times, as if she'd misheard. "I'm not going to pick up on what you just said out of respect for your mother. " "Don't talk about my mother! " Amélie cut her off. "Let me tell you young lady, that very soon you'll regret having defended her when she destroys your life and tries to seduce your father or your boyfriend! " "Get out of here! "Amélie shouted. Madame Moncrief picks up her bag and leaves with one last unhealthy look for me. I hold back the tears that are about to fall and Amélie sits down with a sigh.

I asked. Jean-Jacques looked up. “With Mr. Sexy Pants, you mean?” “Yeah. I don’t want him to think I’m not interested. I don’t want to fall in love with him, but I wouldn’t mind more horizontal mambo.” “Send him a picture. You’ve certainly got enough of them.”

“Why? My dear…” “Don’t you say a word” “But I’m your mother” “You are not my mother! And you can never be my mother. I have no mother” “Monalisa” “Enough! Don’t come any closer” Monalisa picked up her bag and rushed out of the restroom. She ran to me linked arms with me. “Let’s leave right now” “Why? Is everything okay? “Yes. Let’s leave from here. Ain’t you done paying the bills?

she asked. "Ita, I will not say falling in love again is wrong. Everyone has the right to. But I lived for 1 year assuming that you are not coming back. For the entire world, you were dead, and for me too. But trust me, I was happy with our memories. It was enough for me and moving on not always means loving someone else" he replied. She looked at him with a smile and adoration. "I know I am handsome but don't look at me like that" he smirked still not looking at her. He was looking at the Eiffel tower.