Trevor Noahs Mom Novels & Stories

he said without turning around, his tone flat, “I’m really happy today. I made cookies with Auntie Emily. Mommy’s not fun like Auntie Emily.” The words were simple. Maybe to him, they were just honest. Innocent, from the mouth of a child. But to a mother… they were a spear straight to the chest. I took a silent sip of water, trying to drown the emotions that surged inside me. My hand trembled slightly, but I kept my face neutral. I didn’t respond. What was the point? Any answer would only open more wounds. “Mommy’s always busy. Writing or sleeping. Auntie Emily’s funny. And she can bake too,” Noah continued cheerfully.

A girl added, "His real mom is Serena. She's pretty and smart and takes him to polo matches." My hand froze on Noah's collar. No wonder I never heard about parent meetings. No wonder every award photo showed Serena beside him. My own son had erased me from the word mother. Footsteps sounded at the door. Luca arrived with Serena behind him. She wore a cream suit, not a hair out of place, carrying a delicate pastry box. She rushed to Noah's bed with perfect tears. "Baby, you scared me to death." Noah had barely caught his breath, but he grabbed her hand first. "Serena Mom, I'm okay."

Jennie began to lower the volume on her cell phone before playing a song through the headset and then stepped into the bus with a smile. *** When Noah's cell phone rang, he was massaging his forehead while looking at the honeymoon tickets his parents had sent him. Noah accepted the call with a sigh, saying, 'Yes, Mom.' 'Hello, darling. Have you received my delivery yet?' 'Of course.' Sharon chuckled over the speaker, 'How? Do you like it?' 'Yes, I like it,' Noah said, lying. 'But why didn't Mom and Dad talk to me about it first?'

“If you’ve been traumatized, the company can pay for you to go get therapy.” Instead of being upset, she approached me and whispered, “Don’t worry, I’m not trying to make a huge scene out of this. “But your daughter, Trinity, has been toying with my son like he’s just a fallback guy for two whole years. After that, she got pregnant, secretly gave birth, and just dumped that baby in a toilet to die.” Tears welled up in her eyes as she whispered more viciously, “My son gave her everything, but she treated our whole family like dirt. How could she end a life just like that?!”

"I'm Adeline... You are?" "Crystal... Crystal Noah. Cyrus's in-law," she replied and shook her soft hand. "Oh... It's you," Adeline said with a blank expression. Now, Crystal got curious and opened her mouth to ask her what she meant but Adeline's phone rang. "Sorry, my Uber driver is here," she said after pulling out her phone. "It's nice to finally meet you, Mrs. Noah. Good night." Crystal waved at the woman, still confused about what she had said. With a shrug of her shoulders, she turned away.

She looked fresh out of college. Her appearance was ordinary, but her voice was gentle and soft when she spoke. My intuition as a woman told me she was exactly who I was looking for. Sure enough, the second she saw me, she panicked. Her face went deathly pale, and her hands trembled uncontrollably, like she had just come face-to-face with a wild animal. "I-Is there something you need at the s-school?" Her voice shook so badly that she could barely get the words out. Yet, she had the nerve to announce in the group chat that she was Tony's mother.

Apparently, in my child's eyes, that was utterly humiliating. Caden's arms tightened around me. He turned, his gaze ice-cold. "Felix, your mother gets up before dawn every single day to make you breakfast. After you go to bed at night, she's still cleaning the house. "She doesn't have time to dress up because she spends all her time on you. Do you think the things you just said are fair to her?" "I don't care!" Felix shouted. "I just want a pretty mom! Ms. Sulvan would be perfect!"

After I secure a hundred-million-dollar business deal for the company, I receive a commission worth a million dollars. When I'm off to ask for maternity leave, the intern, Violet Lintell, shoots a nasty glance at my belly. "You really are a capable one, aren't you? Many of us have participated in the project, and yet all of our commissions aren't as lucrative as yours even when added together." I can tell that she's being passive-aggressive right now, so I respond to her as patiently as I can. "President Kinsley won't skim everyone out on their commissions. I'm just receiving my own commission based on the salary standards." I never know that Violet gets massively triggered by my respon

she said softly. A bitter laugh slipped out of me. My fists clenched tightly beside me, my nails biting into my palms as I bit my lips so hard it almost bled. Back? How is she back? Wasn’t she dead? From what I heard, Noah’s mum was dead. If that’s true, then that means she’s my real mum too, what if it's all misunderstanding, what if I just have the same tattoos with Noah? I should meet the woman who call herself my mother.

“Look, I hope you're not in a hurry, okay? Because the story is long.” “Oh, Denise, just tell me already, I'm getting more and more curious!” “You're just like me.” She laughed. “But that's normal. Who doesn't like a good piece of gossip? And honestly, I can imagine what's going through your head, arriving at a house and finding a newborn without a mother.” “Thank goodness you understand me, Denise. Where is Noah's mother? Did she die?” “No, my dear, Noah's mother is very much alive.” “Then where is she?” I asked, curious.