Story Of Mother And Son Novels & Stories

Because of Stella’s lies, Reina turned her back on her own daughter. “Honestly, do you think you deserve to be my mom?” Reina felt ashamed. She wiped her tears and did not know what to say. Determined, I got into the car. Before the door closed, Shaun said in a trembling voice, “Quiana, I can’t lose you again.” I turned away and left without looking back. I had two new neighbors in Jorath. They were a pair of father and son. The other neighbors said that the father was respectable and seemed rich.

"Thank you, my dear. Your unwavering support gives me strength. Together, we'll forge a path of love and positivity, leaving behind the darkness that has consumed us for far too long." Mother and son stood united, their shared determination lighting the way forward. They understood the difficult road that lay ahead, but they faced it with courage and resilience, guided by their love for Dante and their desire for a better future for him.

Her Mom, stated as she fixed the stuff beside her bed. From her mom’s expression, she knew that her mom really liked Little Quentin and she was being honest about it. "He’s really hard to put to sleep, just like our smelly sons too." Her father’s expression scrunched up as he remembered the old days where he had to literally bind down his sons on the bed just to stop them from playing around. It was like playing a game of tag every night for him and his sons. "But you still have the best touch with the kids, even after so many years." Her mom responded to her dad. Her dad showed a beaming smile as he realized how true her mom’s words were.

Matt didn’t move when she came to stand in front of him. His shoulders sagged in defeat. This was a story he never heard before in all his life. He had sworn hatred for his mother not knowing her side of the story. And why shouldn’t he? All he knew was the side of a story his father fed him while he sent him off to business school. He knew he was an idiot to trust the scheming bastard but all he had was the words of a man desperate to see his son succeed him. If had gotten one call from his mother, just one to reassure him that everything he believed about her was not true…

Just like every other citizen of country A they had also seen the proposal video and heard clearly everything their son said word for word. " No way he took up his romantic side from me don't lie about this issue ok." Mother Mu argued. " Whatever you say. Anyways I am happy he finally found his childhood lover, but the thing is why didn't he tell us and we almost set an engagement for him. " " Thank goodness we didn't if not we would have to face his coldness again." While they were discussing their second son just arrived and announced his presence. " Mom, Dad I'm home."

When I asked him what happened, he ignored me at first, but after some pressure, he told me his story. Matero grew up in drugs, his father was an addict and a dealer. His mother was an elementary school teacher, a sweet, lovely woman loved and adored by everyone. His father saw his mother in a bakery shop that fell in love, knowing the difference between them, he acted like a real state agent to approach the woman. She was smitten by him, and within two months, they got married. That’s when his mother knew the truth, but it was late by then.

His small fingers dug into the fabric, refusing to let go. "Please don't leave me," he begged, looking up at me with red-rimmed eyes. "I was wrong! I was so wrong!" I stood frozen, looking down at my son. The son I had carried for nine months. The son I had nursed through countless illnesses. The son who had just days ago declared I wasn't his real mother. "The words in the video," Oliver hiccupped through his tears, his voice barely audible, "they were all things that Rachel taught me to say."

Side Story: Vicente's POV The day my mother jumped, I was downstairs, watching her turn into a mess of flesh and blood. They all said she was driven to death by Sabrina, my father's wife, but I felt it was me who pushed her over the edge. Sabrina offered her money to leave the country on the condition that I stayed with the Buckley family. My mother refused, crying for three days, her eyes red. "Vicente, I can't live without you." I'd explained to her countless times before. I'd bring her back once I made money. It was just a temporary arrangement. How could I leave her alone abroad?

I asked hesitantly with no expectation of getting any answer from him. "Oh, they were one perfect couple. And among us, only my sister took after Mum," He answered back happily. Perfect couple.. my parents were nowhere close to that word. "How did they meet?" I asked being curious. "My mother was abducted from Italy." He answered casually like telling some very normal life history. Madness runs in this family, undoubtedly I concluded right that moment. End of flashback

She’d read me little excerpts from her old textbooks and tell me funny little facts about famous buildings around the world. They were some of my fondest memories with her before she… before mother… Living with my father wasn’t easy, and to this day I didn’t know if my mother had wanted to be with him in the beginning or not but whatever romance and love that had been there dried up and turned into a nightmare for her. Stressful, scary, as her son was groomed and her daughter a pawn and I… I suppose she couldn’t take it anymore so she… stopped taking it. And decided to take her life instead.