Trash Of Count Family の小説・ストーリー

"Knox, let's get married." I could clearly hear the person on the other end trying to suppress his excitement. I hadn't expected him to be this thrilled. … The next morning, before I even woke up, my phone started chiming repeatedly. "Sweetheart, you're finally getting married. I can finally relax now." "Don't bully Knox, you little menace." There were more than a dozen messages just from my parents alone, and countless more from my relatives. Only then did I learn that my family hadn't looked for me in the past ten years because they'd assumed that I'd been with Knox all along.

First my dad came and hugged me like i am going to disappear Then my mother came she was crying so much i just cant bear to see her sad so i started crying too. Rest my uncles aunts, brothers and cousins came and hugged me, "So did you miss us?" My brother aiden asked. "Nahh not at all" i replied sarcastically and they all pretended to be fake hurt and wiped their fake tears. "DRAMA QUEENS" they all laughed. "What happened to me?" I asked They told me i have allergy to MUSHROOMS. Seriously Mushrooms likes seriously but whatever

"What can you do? After so many things, how can you and Gale still be together." Shawn replied, "As long as I don't let go, she can't leave me." "In the end, the Wood family is sorry to her… for so many things. The aborted child... alas, alas." In the luxurious living room, the grandpa and grandson sat facing each other. The Wood family, the top wealthy family in Sea City, only had two people left. So beautiful on the outside, so rotten on the inside. When he left Wood mansion, Shawn smelled of cigarettes, with a half-smoked cigarette still held between his fingertips.

"The number of the cigarettes in a day is too small. I have to save some." However, Jodie knew that it was not that this man did not have many such cigarettes. It should be that Aunt Madison limited the number of the cigarettes he smoked every day. As her mother had said, this man was indeed an extraordinary man. As for the Hill Family in the north, the Sky Family in the south and the Jonas Family in the Northeast that he had mentioned, the Foster Family was not at this level yet, and she had never heard of them. Of course, maybe her father knew about them, so she decided to ask her father later.

You wanted to stay in this pack and I did , I have been nothing but understanding and loving to you even considering the fact that you don’t care about my feelings and you have done nothing to see if I was just spouting trash out of my north . You have been so devoted to your husband and I don’t care about it for all that I care about you could go to hell it’s not like any of it matters . I’m not the sweet loving daughter that you had and don’t pull the crap that you left your life for me just to protect me . I didn’t knock you and dump your ass , I must say that you parents did a nice job chasing you away because you were the alpha daudytst , you had a fucking roof over your head and a fami

“This is just a Lunar Shine. What’s so special about it?” “Trash. The entire family is trash. My husband is trash, my son is unambitious, and my son-in-law is useless.” Gladys insulted the entire family. “Come on, Thea. Let’s go.” James lost his patience with the rest of the family, guiding Thea into the car.

I only languidly left the house when the afternoon rolled around, hailing a cab to Lowen Group. As expected, Hunter was leading a group of people and causing a scene on the first floor of the building. "I'll have you know that you're no longer the heir of a prestigious family, Justin. You need to learn how to conduct yourself properly when you're around me in the future." Hunter grabbed a chair and smashed it against the glass coffee table. The broken shards were scattered all across the floor. After Lowen Group filed for bankruptcy, all the employees were laid off, so the building was completely deserted.

"Can we please start over?" I looked at his fake, desperate face and felt nothing but disgust. Calmly, I asked, "Hey, Liam. Do you know anything about sorting garbage?" He was caught off guard. "What?" I pointed at him. "You… are the hazardous waste I threw out. I have a bit of an obsession with cleanliness. Once I throw something away, I never pick it up again." His expression shifted from pleading to shame and anger. He wanted to say more, but I turned and walked away, leaving my bodyguards to stop him behind me.

I hastily wiped it from the corner of my eye and decided to throw away everything in the room. Since I was dying anyway, keeping these things would only be an eyesore to them. It was better to throw them all away. There was not much in the room besides daily necessities and a few picture frames. There was a family photo of all four of us and my marriage certificate with Jonathan. I stared at them for a long time, then threw them into the trash without hesitation. After cleaning up, I lay on the bed gasping for breath when suddenly, something metallic and sweet surged up my throat. I coughed up a mouthful of fresh blood that splattered across the white sheets.

Vivian did not ask many questions. She only said the position was still mine. After I hung up, I looked at the hard drive on the table and started counting. Three days. In three days, Nico and I would be gone. Dante came home early that night. Nico was on the living room rug opening his birthday gifts. When he heard the door, he looked up once, then back down without saying a word. Dante stopped, then set a gray shopping bag on the coffee table.