Trevor Noah's Mom Novels & Stories

“This is pathetic. She deserves the truth. All of it.” “And you think you’re the one who’ll give it to her?” Liam snaps. “I know more than you think,” Noah mutters. His gaze sharpens, dark and irritated. “You weren’t the only one Father groomed for the family business.” Liam freezes. I feel the air shift. “What does that mean?” I whisper. Noah looks at me. Really look at me. For once, there’s no smirk, no cruelty—just a hollow seriousness. “It means your mother wasn’t the only one involved, Ava.” His voice drops. “It means people around you knew more than they ever said.”

Oh how much I missed her this past few days even though we've been talking on phone, I still missed her. " I see you've met your grand kids?. "Yes dear, and they are so adorable. You know Damien is so handsome I won't be surprised when we start having girls lined up our doors and Lisa she's already a beauty, and Emma, that munchkin is going to be a real beauty when she grows up. She rambled. Damien and Lisa who were standing behind her gave a shy smile. "Mum, You know they are behind you right?. "So? it's the truth. And people there's my mum always so straight forward.

"Listen to me one more time, Mom. If you're still stubborn and still messing with my relationship with Grace, I guarantee you'll regret it, because I won't think twice about dropping Blair from my name if Grace leaves me because of you again, Mom!" "You're really out of line, Noah! How could you decide that? Where's your respect for your own parents?" Mrs. Sayla is screaming.

Mom finally spoke and stood up and faced Noah's carbon copy. Trey was totally shocked by mom's approach to him. The mistake continued, "We've been looking for you! My daughter has been insanely searching for you everywhere all these years!"

he replied and I gave him a blank look. "Tyler.” I knew that was childish but I just had to say it. Noah immediately let out a laugh at that while a muscle in Tyler’s jaw twitched and he leaned away from the door. “Your mum wants you, Noah,” he bit out, his eyes still fixed on me, before he gave me a once over and walked away.

I told her. Ava's eyes widen. "Wow! Really? OMG! I can't believe that I will meet her in person!" I look at Noah and he also looks shocked. "You didn't tell me that!" Noah sounded a bit hurt. "I just got a call from mom during your shoot. I was about to tell you about it. Wait, are you also a fan of my mom?" "Of course! Your mom is a legend!" Noah said in a bit exaggerating expression. I just shook my head.

I just don't know which day. I look back at the door that my mom just left through in time to see Noah walk past it. In the brief few seconds I saw him, he looked horrible. Red eyes and tear-soaked face. He looked pale and haggard. Then everything rushes back to me and I nearly faint. “Trevor!” I have to see if he is okay.

“I’m his mother.” My heart skipped. “You’re… Trevor’s mom?” She nodded proudly. “That’s me.” I froze, processing that, realizing that even though I had told him I didn't want to meet his mom, he had ignored me

He smiled at her as she gave him an encouraging nod. “That was my poem, mom. But I just want to say that I love my mother so much because she loved me first, she takes good care of me and she doesn't let anyone hurt me. Before I forget, she's a wonderful chef too! I can never get over her cooking”, Noah added, with a warm chuckle as if teasing her. The entire crowd burst into a contagious, belly-shaking laughter, resonating with Noah's heartfelt remarks about his mom. They were clearly enjoying Noah's performance and the infectious energy he brought to the stage.

Mom lets out a soft chuckle at Alex's protective instincts before becoming serious once more. "Well, his name is Noah Matthews," she begins. "He's an English Literature teacher at New Trier Township High School. I met him a month ago when his nephew was admitted to our hospital's urgent care after having an allergic reaction." She intertwines her fingers, her voice gradually growing quieter. "He asked me out for coffee that same evening. One thing led to another, we went on a few more dates, and now," she sighs, "here we are..." Mom trails off, briefly glancing down at her still interlocked fingers. Even though Alex and I might seem a bit dense, it's evident to anyone that she's nervous.