The Other Mrs Novels & Stories

She grumbled, walking in front of me without looking at who I was, my face especially. "Who?" I asked challenging her. She stopped walking and turned around, I looked down and watched her footsteps advance in front of me. "The owners are two very influential women. Mrs. Anderson is the wife of a former mobster the most respected in America and the other is Mrs. Louis who is the wife of a Billionaire, a famous English nobleman." I raised my head, "Oh yeah, you know my wife very well but don't know me?" I said He took two steps back,

They looked at the emotional, shaken Martin with sympathy in their eyes. The voice on the phone continued. "Do you really not know even now? A few days ago, when Mrs. Hughes came in, everyone saw it happen. Mrs. Hughes was crouched on the floor, crying her heart out, all alone. We kept calling you over and over, but you never once picked up.

"Hello?" An elderly voice came through the speaker. "Is… Is this Rose?" I paused. "Yes, this is Rose. May I ask who's calling?" "I'm… Hunter's mother." I fell silent. "Mrs. Hayes, is there something you need?" "Could… Could we meet?" she pleaded. "I'm begging you." After a moment's hesitation, I agreed. … We met at a coffee shop. Hunter's mother, Michelle, looked even older than I had imagined. Her hair had turned completely white. She wore plain clothes, and the light in her eyes was gone.

Josephine smiled before her eyes went to Ana who returned her gaze with a smile. “Well, after the madam gone, I....I honestly don't know what I should do and whom I should cater for anymore.” Mrs Davis muttered and Ana could only imagine what kind of an extraordinary woman she must have been. But then if it was so, then why did Mariana not think to inform Adam's family about him? She wondered if Mariana didn't know anything about Jack being Adam. But then she also got to know that she and Anton had a son but wondered what the actual puzzle was.

He would always make up with me quickly. "Mr. Maple and Ms. Pell, you are so sweet together!" The saleswoman flattered us. Nodding sweetly, I waved. "We'll get this apartment unit. We can sign the contract today." When we were about to sign the contract, I made a trip to the bathroom because I had a stomach ache. When I returned, I found Ryan facing off a woman in a pair of loose-fitting pants. I shook the water off my hands and hurried over in confusion, just in time to hear the woman growl at him, "The Maple family is shameless!"

“I see.” “We were just about to leave. Please send my regards to my parents.” “Oh, you haven’t seen them.” Mrs. Damer gasps. “We can’t have that.” And before I can stop her, she yells out. “Anita, Mellisia is here.” I think the world stopped rotating at the exact moment Mrs. parks locks eyes with me. I couldn’t read her facial expression, but I know this is going to be a disaster when she starts marching over with her husband fast on her heels.

Over the next few days, Marco kept moving back and forth between the two hospital rooms, never neglecting either side. Right before I was discharged, Lina came to see me. Her usual sweet, innocent look was gone. Instead, her smile was filled with pure malice. “Aurora, you sure can take it. You actually managed to stay calm, even after witnessing my wedding to Marco. Marco doesn’t love you anymore. Do you really think you can keep holding onto that spot? Since you refuse to face reality, let me help you.”

Terra was present with Cara during the birth as she had been given her tips all through the entire pregnancy stage. “So you picked a matching outfit for you and Eleanour, leaving Eric out.” One of the mothers, Mrs Morgan, pointed out and Terra frowned. Mrs Morgan had two kids who were two years apart and they were so cute and little and the two kids were boys. She was married to a billionaire who owned a water distribution company.

Mena As I approached the familiar doorstep of my next-door neighbor, Mrs. Rodriquez, I could already hear the faint hum of a television set and Natalie's cheerful giggling. I knocked on the door, which swung open, revealing the warm, and welcoming expression of Mrs. Rodriquez. "Hi, Jimena," she greeted, her smile crinkling the corners of her eyes. Mrs. Rodriquez was a kind older lady who lived alone in the apartment next to mine. She was a good person and would often offer to pick up and look after Natalie after school.

Instead of saying anything else, Mr M placed the cigar on his lips and smirked, suddenly lost in thought. “Well, what do you have for me?” Soon after turning his gaze to David, Mr M questioned with his eyebrow raised. The boy cleared his throat while he quietly thought of words to spew – perfect words and explanations. “I have taken notice that Mrs Park is open only to one maid, whose name is Annika. Unlike the other maid, Annika is allowed to enter Mrs Park’s office and also her bedroom.” David explained, his eyes placed on the ground beneath his feet. “Is that all?” The mafia don released a low chuckle while shaking his head. David’s heart quickly skipped a beat, fearing that he had angere