Selena's Parents House Now Novels & Stories

Selena immediately shook her head, saying, "Mom, dad, and grandma would worry if they saw me like this with the injury not healing. I'll go home when it's healed. " Selena had grown up in the countryside with her grandma. Ever since she returned, her parents had been treating her like a egg. Whenever her mother looked at her, there was a hint of regret in her eyes, as if they had done something terribly wrong. Selena didn't like seeing them like that. She had been enjoying her time at Rufus's villa and didn't want to go back. Plus, she didn't want her parents to see the wound on her forehead that wasn't healing.

Smiling reassuringly, I continued, “She had to leave to give birth in a place free from the rumors swirling at that time.” Selena subtly gave me a thumbs up, approving my improvisation. “I can’t believe this. And you kept this from us?” my mother exclaimed. “We wanted to protect the children from any potential harm,” I explained. “Where are they now? When can I meet my grandchildren?” she pressed eagerly. “They’re in New York,” Nancy interjected, bringing the conversation back to Selena’s wealth. “And Selena is a millionaire. Her father was one, and now she’s taken over from him.”

her mother said pulling her closer to her. “I will miss you too but I will call you don’t worry about me,” she assured her mother and she smiled at her. “Even if you don’t, I will do that,” her mother said. Selena looked around and realized that her dad and Sean were no longer in the house; they were outside packing the baskets in the car. “Let’s go now before dad starts complaining,” she said. “Your dad is something else, let’s go,” her mother said and hold her hand as they left the house for the car.

"Find Josh right now and tell him I'm Madelyn Cook. Repeat everything I just told you, and he'll handle the rest!" Seeing how frantic I looked, the nurse dared not delay further and rushed upstairs to Josh's office. Moments later, he followed her out. The second he saw me, he coldly snapped, "What's wrong with you? "Selena just called me. She went out of her way to treat your parents to a meal, and not only were you ungrateful, but you also lied that your mom had an allergy and attacked her with a knife. It seems like you've grown bold!"

Selena’s chest tightened. She turned quickly to Henry, who was still arranging the bags in the boot. “Daddy,” she said, her voice trembling as she pointed ahead of them. “Why is Mommy holding that other kid’s hand?” She swallowed hard. “And why is she kissing that other uncle? Does she have a new family now?”

“Selena, I gave birth to you! I am your fucking father, how dare you-” “Oh, so now you are the one that gave birth to me?” Selena hollered, her forehead showing veins immediately. “Now you want to be a father? How precious. Well, after everything I have suffered in your hands, I wish to never see you as my father! I may use the word 'father', but in truth, you are that familiar stranger I wish to get rid of. So,” her breath was loud and irregular, “do me a favour and leave my mansion.”

She visibly relaxed in my absence. Blake pulled me away from the desk. "If Selena is in search of her parents, then she's going on a wild goose chase. They died years ago." I felt we were missing something vital but with nothing else to hold unto, that was as much as we could come up with. "Let's see if we can track her movements after leaving here. Come on." With specialized gadgets and trackers, we caught a few footage of Selena and Lily walking towards the orphanage home and leaving after a day or so.

She then wrapped her arms around Dylan’s neck from behind, whispering in his ear, “Dylan, you must promise me you will only be good to me in...” Dylan questioned her statement, saying, “What do you mean you have no one but me?” “You still have a large circle of friends and family. Also, Selena Sylvia, your mom and dad have been traveling abroad for a long time. Shouldn’t it be time for you to return?” Selena Sylvia’s expression froze at the mention of her parents, who had been traveling with unknown whereabouts. Thankfully, Dylan couldn’t see her face. “Selena Sylvia, why aren’t you saying anything?”

"If you were here, Mummy, I wouldn't be in this position." Her mother would have known what to do—she always did. But, sadly, the cold hands of death had taken her away, leaving Selena with a father who didn’t even realize he was a father. Her phone buzzed. It was a message from Adrian: You have an hour to get ready. ****** “You’re getting worked up over nothing,” Valeria, Adrian's sister, remarked casually. “I’m not,” Adrian retorted, his tone sharp. “Yes, you are.”

Selena interrupted him rising to her feet as she headed out of the dining. “My daughter,” Mr. Crawford smiled rising to his feet as Selena stepped into the pool area why her father and stepmother were waiting for her, she had thought they were at the gate but the maid had informed her that she was forced to let them in because they had threatened to create a scene, in a million years she had not imagined that her father would come looking for her acting all happy like everything was alright between the both of them.