Scarlett Hazen Parents Novels & Stories

“You’re right, Red. Something’s up with Sherrilyn. A few months after Scarlett’s plane crash, Sherrilyn sold all the properties that belonged to the children.” Aya gasped, glancing at me. “Why would she do that?” Aya’s question came out of her mouth as a whisper. My cousin met her eyes. “Even before their marriage, Scarlett’s parents were experiencing losses in their business, Aya. When Red and Scarlett eloped and married, Uncle Roman helped her parents cope with their financial losses, but their business went belly up when Scarlett’s father died.” My heart hammered in my chest and screamed at me that something was not right. I breathed out as if puffing out all the air from my lungs.

Scarlett Olivia was a normal girl with a normal life and it sucked. Her mother was dead and she lived with her father and her step-mother. Her step mother had three children, Arthur, Ruby and Mary. Arthur and Ruby were excruciatingly stupid and irritating . Mary was fine, she was understanding and everything that her siblings were not. The problem was that Scarlett was rich, like very very rich. Her father was a neurosurgeon and mostly stayed out of town. Everyone thought that Scarlett would be happy because she was so rich, but she was not. Her step-mother made her life living hell.

"He was the one who sent me here. Pastonville is where my mom grew up, so he thought I'd learn about my mom's hometown and 'roots'." "You had it rough, huh?" Shawn walked towards the end of the bed, sitting just across from her. "Do you miss Texas?" Scarlett lowered her head. "I don't. But I do miss my dad." Shawn placed a hand on her shoulder. Scarlett looked up at his brown eyes. His gorgeous brown eyes. Then snapped out of thought. "Alright, let's just get this studying over with." "Right, in a subject I won't use in real life!" Shawn whined before crashing his face against a pillow. Scarlett giggled.

Whispers of disbelief and disapproval circulated, creating an undercurrent of tension that mingled with the poignant air of the funeral. Their words, while seemingly private, became a spectacle, with attentive guests catching wind of their bitter exchanges. The funeral, meant to be a respectful farewell, transformed into a stage for familial discord. Aunt Fernanda, undeterred by the sanctity of the moment, continued her verbal assault. "You brought nothing but trouble. Mother would still be with us if it weren't for you," she accused, the venom in her words amplifying the sense of isolation. Leila, fueled by resentment, added fuel to the fire. "Everyone knows she resented having to raise you

He believed that one day he would eventually won her heart. Hazel carried the bag on the desk. She opened it widely and looked inside it. It was beautiful high heels. And, which was also Hazel’s favorite color. Their parents were childhood friends, both the mothers and fathers. So, Hazel and Hunter grew up together. Even, the intention of Hazel’s parents before they passed out was to let two of them marriage each other. So, their friendship would become more interesting. “Wow! I love it. Thank you!” Hazel showed her appreciation. She put the bag down on the floor beside the desk.

She stood up and said, "My Daddy is Oliver Ford. He's the CEO of the Ford Corporation." "Hahahaha, not only is she a brat, she's a good liar too. How can your father be the owner of this school but your last name is different?" Arnold mocked. Scarlett Thompson hated how Lewis' parents used their influence to step all over them. Their son kept bullying his classmates and they encouraged his behavior. At first, they couldn't do anything because of their line of work but since Thalia mentioned who her father was, Scarlett thought it wise to call him.

Perfect, happy families, without a worry in the world. Scarlet craved a family like that now more than ever. She wiped tears away as she thought of her own house, her own family. On the surface they seemed like the perfect family in the perfect town, seemed perfectly functional; yet she felt as if her family was all broken, as dysfunctional as every other dysfunctional family. Scarlet had felt so close to her mother her whole life, yet after reading her diary entry, Scarlet could not help but feel as if her mother wanted her dead. Scarlet had felt close to her father, too, and she couldn’t understand: how could he possibly have let her mother feel that way about her? Was he complicit?

She whispered making Easton turn to face her, “Darling, you’re the best mother in the world, and believe me when I say that because I had a wonderful mother. You’ve been through so much shit, so don’t dwell on those feelings. Focus on how much Jas and I love you.” “Okay. Mr. I know the right thing to say every damn time.” Scarlet teased as Easton leaned in to place a kiss on her lips. It was brief but it was all she needed to soldier on. As they reached the doors of the auditorium, Scarlet spotted two familiar figures standing off to the side. Matilda and Jerald. Her parents stood huddled together, their expressions somber and lined with regret. Matilda’s hands were clasped tightly in front

Addison, Scarlet's mother. "Ah, that's right. Our Scarlet here is good at playing the violin, right, Scarlet?" Mrs. Addison said proudly. Scarlet shyly smiled at the two older women. Her mother seemed to be really happy introducing her to her future fiancé's parents. Unfortunately, Mr. Robertson had an urgent meeting so he couldn't join. Her father also was part of the meeting Mr. Robertson had to attend.

Her name was Scarlet Hart, and that’s it! Initially, Margaret was worried when the news circulated that Sabrina was a single mom, but they didn’t expect that most people nowadays were so proud of single mothers! Aside from that, Brandon was praised for being kind to his daughter despite getting pregnant without a husband. Who would have thought it turned that way?