The Other Mrs Novels & Stories

I waited a few more minutes before Mrs Kris emerged with tired eyes, looking worried and stressed out. “I have checked all the available spaces inside, she is not in. I guess she should be in the other quarter,” The other quarter she was referring to was the one that my personal men stays in. I followed her out this time around and we met her outside, standing beside Alessandro. They seemed to be in a deep conversation not to even notice our presence. “Hey!” I called their attention to me since I didn't have the luxury of time to waste. Emily quickly arranged herself and ran to me.

I nodded, dismissing him. “He’s a looker, eh?” Mrs. D smirked, waggling her eyebrows suggestively. I didn’t respond to her remark, being distracted by my thoughts on how I was going to handle the Jenna issue with James. Ronan was itching to fill me in, but he was hesitant, kept changing the subject. Maybe he was afraid to get James into trouble with me. Well… ***

Chloe asked in a silent whisper as I ran my hands through my hair nervously. “The other Mrs. Westbrook” I whispered. Nolan’s Mother.

'Adrien and David have similar physiques? I have never seen David in person before, so I didn't know about this nor relate the two of them with each other,' Kisa thought. Kisa gripped the door frame tightly as she listened attentively to the conversation between Mrs. Mullen Sr. and Albert. Mrs. Mullen Sr. sighed, "They do look similar, but he isn't that b*stard. Otherwise, I'll make him kneel before Vivian and atone for his sins."

Morgan said and the two of them; Alan and Amanda nodded. "Well then, that's it. I will get started on it" Morgan said standing up, she shook hands with Amanda; who thanked her profusely, she turned to Alan and gave him a brief nod. She was about to leave when the door suddenly opened and a distorted Maya stood there.

Devon and his group went outside and saw a woman in the ground, a blonde haired woman wearing a black dress and a black cloaked , and her faced has too much make up. “ Who are you?” Devon tried to communicate with the woman. While Luna ,Jasper and Victoria looked around and find out if there are others. “ I’m here to send this letter to You Mr. McKnight.” The woman answered. “ A letter from whom?” He asked. “ from your Late Father’s best friend. Do you remember Jimmy Alcantara? Or did you heard about that name?” “ The principal of Bentwood college Extension.” Devon answered. “ You are right. So here it is, I’m leaving it right here and gave us an answer after two days.” The woman said and sh

that’s all he said, but continued saying, “Then Ms.Designer shirt you are not going to sleep.” “I will ask you later why should I not sleep, but the nickname you are using is no longer correct for me.” I said looking at me. “And why is that?” he asked confused. “I am not miss anymore. I am married to Mr.Whatever.” I replied smiling. “Then your name will be Mrs.Whatever.” he said leaning down. “Yesterday I was called like that by the secretary.” I said, moving away from him and got up from the bed. “Where are you going?” he asked confused.

" Hello Mrs Agreste, Im Mrs Flemington, one of the helpers, let me show you where your room is", I will be responsible for the cooking and the laundry, Miss Thomas is responsible for the cleaning, she works part-time and is usually here first thing in the mornings" spoke the elderly lady dressed in maids uniform.

I sαid‚ nodding quickly while trying to keep my emotions together. She gαve me α smαll‚ kind smile αnd sαt bαck down. “I’m Mrs. Αmαndα. I’m the mαtron from the St. Gertrude’s Orphαnαge. Thαnk you for coming. Pleαse sit.”

So after wrapping up my last project at the end of the year, I quit my job and rushed to Frostmere, ready to finally make things official with him. Just then, footsteps sounded from the doorway. Several men in suits walked past the reception room, and each of them stopped to greet Alexandra. "Mrs. Harrington, are you here to wait for Mr. Harrington again?" When William walked in, his colleagues immediately teased him. "Mr. Harrington, Mrs. Harrington's here to keep tabs on you again." Alexandra threw herself into his arms. "Darling, I've been waiting for so long. My back is killing me."