Romans & histoires Celena Smith Mom

Alexa West stared at her back coldly, teeth itching with anger. If it wasn't for James Smith having children, he would definitely find a suitable mother for the children, and she is the most suitable candidate, otherwise she would definitely not let these two little children survive. Unexpectedly, James Smith would rather let these two children grow up in a single-parent family than marry her, which is hateful when she thought of it. "Diana, how many days does Daddy have to come back?" Olivia Smith was a little bored by the bedside of Oliver Smith. Diana patted her head lovingly: "What? You missed him after your father left for two days?"

I move over and gave her a hug, she started to cry silently into my chest, this is what no one sees, my Mom falling apart because of the way my father treats her, yeah, he's a good husband for giving her the world, he loves her but her love has worn out, he was too cruel. They've been fighting more than often, she asked me not to say anything to Elijah, she didn't want him to hate Dad anymore than he did. Elijah sees the happy side of our parents, I feel bad for him, he had no idea what was going on and if he found out....I wouldn't want to know his reaction. "I just can't believe it" Mom sniffs, moving away from me. She looked down at the paper again and chuckles sadly, "Just a few weeks, t

he added “More surprises Madison said, this is too much, please don't spend all the lottery money on me, you need some for your family. Jack smiled. Don't worry about us, we will be fine, just take good care of yourself, that’s all we ask. Kendall didn't know where all this was coming from, she had never said much about her past and what her mother went through with the Smiths, but here he was acting, as if he knew everything about them.

Celina was refilling the ice tub with juice drinks when her mother came over. Her mom cut her eyes toward where Gabe was lifting Emma onto the blow-up slide. “He’s good with the kids.” “He is,” Celina acknowledged. “You know, your dad and I have been praying for a long time that God would see fit to put a good man in your life. A good father and husband.” Her mom touched Celina’s arm, and they both turned to Gabe. “We were worried when you didn’t give him a chance.” Celina shook her head. “I’m sorry. I was wrong about him. I should’ve listened to you.”

I told them not to camp inside her hospital room, especially my Mama, who couldn’t stop crying whenever she watched her. Mama and Papa shared the same couch and Celia sat alone with a bouquet of flowers, scrolling on her phone. She was always on her phone. Our parents greeted each other. Celia came to hug me. I leaned down and pressed my lips on her forehead. “You look like a zombie, Melo.” She said. I ruffled her hair, “Good morning to you too, princess.” She swatted my hand, “You’re lowkey annoying. I spent an hour straightening my hair.” She pouted and went to greet Laura next, beaming.

"Ella, why aren't you answering my calls? Don't you think you owe me an explanation?" Just then, Mom walked over. Clearly, Lia had also told her about my supposed pregnancy, so she apologized to Kellan. "It's my fault for not disciplining Ella properly. Had I known about this, I would have just left her in the wilderness. But don't worry, Kellan. Once we find her, I'll teach her a harsh lesson. And if that doesn't work, we'll just exile her again!" My father, Jacob Smith, had passed away early. Although I had long grown used to my mother favoring Lia, hearing her say such heartless words still sent a pang through me.

Cane replied, and his answer seemed to peak the woman's interest. She looked at me up and down. "Is that so?" She mumbled before she moved her red painted lips to the left. "How interesting." She added. "Well, incase you don't know, I'm Cilvia Smith, Elijah's mother." One look at her forced smile and something told me she and I will never get along.

Celeste yelled giddily as she ran into Matthias’ arms. “Papa, I mith you~” She then went on to hug the other man standing next to Matthias, Jonathan Siong. “Uncle Jonathan!” The couple, Matthias and Jonathan visited Cecilia and Celeste in their new home. Cecilia followed her daughter with her grandpa. “Hey Celeste, stop being shameless. You’re always asking for gifts!” “And you, Jonathan! Stop spoiling Celeste!” Cecilia scolded them both. “Hahaha, I can’t help it! She’s so cute!”

“You must be Carly?” “Better fit, call her Carly Wilder, she is married to Arthur,” I turned to Celia who sat far. She wasn’t even looking at us, yet I could hear the disdain in her voice. But Selena doesn’t react, instead, she smiles at me. “Welcome to the family, Carly. I heard so much about you from my mother,” “You could literally read about her on your phone. Sister in law is everywhere.” “I’m Arthur’s and Celia’s cousin. Although I was adopted into the family at seventeen.” Her voice lowered at the last words, and that cast silence into the whole space.

“Can we talk? Somewhere more comfortable?” Althea studied her closely. “We can’t exactly talk properly here, can we?” Selena continued lightly. “Or… are you fine discussing my relationship with Chase while standing in the middle of an aisle? I don’t mind.” “I don’t see the need to hear anything about your past with him,” Althea replied flatly, reaching for a pack of butter on the shelf. Selena smiled, faintly condescending. “I’m Eli’s mother. And I’ve already provided plenty of proof that Eli is Chase’s biological child.”