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she said, walking ahead of him. Noah’s mother lived in a two-story log cabin-style house inside an exclusive subdivision. According to him, Ara's family owned large estates in that part of Tagaytay. “Are you sure your mom isn’t home?” Ingrid asked as they got out of the car. Noah wrapped an arm around her waist and guided her to the front door. “She told me yesterday she’d be away the whole weekend. She’s with my aunt, visiting friends in Laguna. She lives alone, and I think a helper comes here three times a week.”

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.

Aunt Emma: Tell me what Ava said is real? Please! Please! I’ve waited for this day forever. Aunt Connie: You were at Noah’s house yesterday? I groan louder this time. “Dammit.” “What?” Noah asks, lowering himself onto the bench beside me. “Your mother has a big mouth,” I mutter, my shoulders slumping. His brows knit together in confusion, so I turn my phone and show him the screen. I expect a frown, anger, or at least irritation, but instead, he smiles, and a low chuckle slips past his lips.

Seeing Jay and the others, Noah was taken aback for a moment before grinning and saying, "You’re here. My mother's illness has just improved. I was just thinking about informing you one of these days." Jay was a little startled. Did this Noah actually mistake them for the ones before? It seemed that those before them had not revealed their true faces! Jay left the mistake as is. He nodded and said, "Can you take us to meet the old lady?" Noah stretched out his hand. "Please." Several people moved into the old lady's bedroom. Noah began talking about his mother to them, "My mother is nearly 80 years old. While she has some dementia, her eyes and ears are pretty good."

“I don’t see what that has to do with me, the last time I checked, he didn’t consider me his daughter” A sob tore from her mother’s throat but Ava doesn’t pay any attention to her. It’s like she had switched off all her feelings leaving nothing behind but a cruel familiarity. She moved towards the door but then stopped. “Where is my son?” “At mom’s house” Travis answered. His eyes drilling into her. She sighed. “Looks like you’ll get that talk after all” “I’ll drive you” I offered This earns me a frown from Emma but she’s got to understand. No matter my difference with Ava, she was still Noah’s mother and she is hurt. Not forgetting that she was my wife.

As he stood in the living room with Rhodes, the rest of the Carnell’s family sat on the couches, and for a while, no one said a word. Then Mr. Carnell darted his gaze off Noah and eyed Rhodes, asking, “And you are?” “He’s my father. Unfortunately, my mother could not be here. She is back at home, in the countryside.” Noah cut in, and the fact that he did cuased Mr. Carnell’s face scrunch into a grimace in disapproval.

"Hey." Without looking away from the screen, Gio lifted his chin. It was the only response he showed to hearing his best friend Noah's voice. "Roni made zucchini bread. She wanted me to bring you some." "Cool. Tell her I said thanks." Noah took a step forward, pulling the string above Gio's head to turn the lights on and turning off the television. "You gotta stop this, G. Your mom's worried. She asked me to come over and talk to you. I was going to anyway. Everyone's worried, man."

Oh, so she is his mother. The woman just giggled like a teenage girl and pinched Noah's cheek, "Oh look here who is getting embarrassed but no worry, I will stop now, my son," she told Noah and turned towards me, "Angela, I am Ava, Noah's mother and I welcome you to our family," she told me and then pointed at one of the two older looking men, "And he is Kristian, my husband and Noah's father." She told me. Kristian waved at me and gave me a really very hearty smile and so I too did the same and he nodded his head at me.

"That woman is your mother-in-law, but look at how badly you've tortured her! She's my daughter and Connor's foster mother! How can you refuse to repent and continue insulting her? You're a horrible woman!" Ruby's face turned pale instantly. Connor had told her once before that he had a foster mother who was only three years older than he was. She always thought it was a kind of kink. That was why when Connor claimed that I was his mother, she refused to believe it and was sure that I was just a slutty vixen. She never expected all of this to be true.

Sayla persuaded again. "Isn't that true? If not, why should you care what other people say? You don't care about what I want either, do you?" Noah sneered at his mother's whining. "Noah, I only want what's best for you, son. Zara is a good woman, she is perfect. She's the complete opposite of that damn woman." Mrs. Sayla was still comparing Zara to Grace, so Noah was too lazy to continue this boring conversation. "Mom, I'm so busy. You'll just go home," he said gruffly and then stood up to leave for his own office.