The Good Bad Mother Reviews の小説・ストーリー

Michelle’s smile faded instantly. “I’m so sorry, he didn’t mean that.” Rose pleaded. Meanwhile, Olivia was trembling, scared that her mom might just hit her right there. But instead, Michelle leaned forward slowly. “Hey, Rose, your son is bold. Don’t shut him up.” “But he…” Rose started, but Michelle interrupted. “I know already. I’m the worst mother ever and I accept it. But I’m ready to make things right now.” “Make things right? You abandoned me and treated me like a bastard.” Olivia yelled.

Furthermore, Jerome treated Aria like she was his own, and he treated Aria even better than I could. Ever since my dad was arrested, my mom's and my lives started going downhill. My mom's mental health had deteriorated. She would blabber about how she needed to catch the mistress or the bad guy who was trying to harvest her granddaughter's organs. My work performance had always been quite mediocre. With what happened at home and my emotions affected, I was soon dismissed from work. It seemed like my journey ahead would still be rough and ragged…

“I’m fine, Mom, you don’t have to worry about me. I just can’t sleep because the room is new for me, but everything is fine so far.” She stares at me, trying to see if I’m lying… Though, even though she’s my mother I still knew how to hide it very well from her. After one minute, she finally withdraws her eyes from me and sighs. “Then if you say so, just make sure you are not lying to me.” She said doesn’t care if the Alpha beside us heard all her words. Aston only smiles at my mother but she ignores him, but unlike how he treats me, he genuinely respects my mother from the very start even though, she openly makes it obvious that she doesn’t give her blessing to him.

"Xavier, what happened to you? Your mom just wanted to borrow your house for your brother's wedding. If you didn't want to help, fine. But calling the cops and having them arrested? "Your mother and I worked so hard to raise you. We never asked for anything in return. But this is how you repay us?" Just as he expected, people around us started whispering. "He had his own mother arrested? What kind of son does that?" "I can't believe it. What an ungrateful brat. His parents wasted their time raising him." "Look at him. Cold as ice. You'd be better off raising a dog than a son like that."

"I agreed to the lecture. What kind of mother leaves her four-week-old baby?" "The kind who wants to model strength and independence. The kind who shows her daughter that women can be mothers and professionals." "But what if she needs me?" "Then you step out of the lecture and feed her. It's two hours, Bella. Not two days." "I know. But the guilt is overwhelming." He pulled me close. "That's called being a good mother. Bad mothers don't feel guilty. They don't care. You care. That's what matters." "Does it get easier?"

"Sometimes I want to be the woman who has thoughts that aren't about feeding schedules and diaper rashes." "That's normal." "Is it? Because I feel guilty every time I think it." Diana turned to face me fully. "Listen to me. You're allowed to want life beyond them. That doesn't make you a bad mother." "Doesn't it?" "No, you know what makes a bad mother? Pretending you're fine when you're drowning. Refusing to admit you need help. Martyring yourself until you break." She grabbed my hand. "Good mothers are honest about wanting identity outside their kids. About needing breaks. About being human."

Vivian emphasized: "She can't let the bad guy do the hell, abuse like that." Vivian's mother's voice was harsh again, referring to the name of the bad guy here as Amada. But neither Nathan nor Amada responded. Since they both simply thought that Vivian's mother was full of bullshit, there was no need to pay attention to her. "You're right. Evil should be eliminated." Nathan's mother smiled and said, looking at everyone in turn, then stopped at Amada. Amada looked fearlessly into Mrs. Martin's eyes. A psychological war begins.

She ask, diverting all her attention to me. "No." I mumble carefully. "There's always someone or others who's at the receiving end. You can't be good all through." "What are you trying to say? Are you telling me that your dead daughter might be a bad person?" Mom shrug and her big expressive eyes water a little bit, almost making me to blubber. "Maybe yes, maybe not, Jenna." * * Two chapters today! let me know what you think about the story, thanks for reading.

I stuck out my tongue, “bad mother.” She began pacing back and forth, hauling words at me. “...I don't even know why I agreed to this. It's not going to work because you're a selfish, annoying, stubborn brat! I can't deal with you, I might just do something I'll regret later. Me? Bad mother? Do I look like a mother? Do I look that old?” “Don't you look in the mirror?” I was enjoying this. Gabriella was always so calm and collected, it was satisfying seeing her act out of character. That only proved she was a sneaky, pretentious woman.

Arianna said and Elizabeth scoffed. “Your daughter? Oh wow! The daughter you lied to. I’m sure she hates you now and wants you dead, what a bad mother” Elizabeth said and Arianna scoffed. “Oh, we both know you are the bad mother here, imagine a mother supporting his son to kill his wife,” Arianna said and Brandon stared at his mom, confused wondering what she was talking about. “I was a good mother to my son, you were a bad wife,” Elizabeth said “I was a good mother, Bad mothers always say that,” Arianna said Elizabeth frowned and threw her handbag at Arianna but she was quick to dodge it and it hit the floor.