Mr Wrong Number Novels & Stories

“Maybe she is having a bath and can't pick any call,'' I suggested, trying to give them hope. Their faces had fallen with disappointment, especially Drew. I could see how hury ye was from his eyes. "Did you check the number to see if it's correct?“ Mason asked. I quickly picked up the card and cross-checked the number on it with the one I had dialed on my phone. "They are the same. There's no error," I informed them. “Are you sure the number belongs to this, Maria?“ Calvin asked. "It is her number," Drew replied. "What if the person who handed the card over to you, gave you the wrong one?" Calvin inquired.

Did she call? Madison picked up her phone. "She sent a text after she left." She handed him the screen. Raymond read silently. Madison. I am sorry, but I won't be able to come back to the office. My mother's condition is worse than I thought. I'll update you as soon as I know more. Please apologize to Mr. Stewart on my behalf. That was it. Just an apology. For some reason, that bothered him. *** Several hours later, Marilyn sat inside a consultation room at Mediterranean Hospital.

Wright's conversation. " Sir, I did as you told. " " But sir, if Miss Risa gets any doubt about the... " I pushed the door without knocking on the door. " Mrs.Wright " I called out. Mrs.wright turned back and hide her cell phone behind her back after hearing my voice. " R..isa" she stammered. " I forgot to take the application.," I said while pointing towards the table. " oh, you can. you can take it," she said with a smile as she immediately hanged up the call and looked at me. I noted her moment but didn't ask. I took the application and moved out.

Audrey and her friend might have even been in the hospital by now. Despite my restraint, a small growl rumbled somewhere in my chest. “Maybe now he’ll think twice before—” “And the male winner is… Number 49!” Ms. Morrie’s voice rang through the speakers, echoing across the large reception hall. There was a brief moment of murmuring and shifting as male attendees checked their cards, only for the fated number 49 to be nowhere to be found. “I’m number 48,” Charles muttered, turning his card over between his fingers before glancing at me. “You don’t suppose…”

He takes a few seconds to think. He is a heedful person, I bet he seldom makes mistakes like this, I can tell that from his incredulous facial expression. After he takes his time to accept the fact that he had the wrong number, he refers back to Henry Nosrevi’s application form and keys in the contact number again. This time, he double checks it. Once again, he taps on the green button and raises his phone to his ear. Remaining silent, the both of us wait patiently for the caller tune to be heard.

He did not think much about it and answered the call according to his usual habits. Madam Marilyn’s voice sounded over the other end of the line. “Hello, Sir, I’m going out right now, so I may not be able to wait for your delivery. Please put my courier in the property center. I’ll go and pick it up when I get back.” Charlie said casually, “Sorry, you may have called the wrong number.” “Huh?!” Madam Marilyn exclaimed and said, “Let me see... Oh, I’m sorry, I really called the wrong number. I’m sorry to bother you!”

Although Lean can be annoying and sickening at times. The loud ringing sound of the cell phone shocked Avelyn from her stupid reverie. Lazily she walked over to her nightstand table and immediately grabbed her screaming cell phone. An unknown number was clearly displayed on her cellphone screen and made her a little hesitant to pick it up. She wanted to ignore the call because she thought it was just a prank call from irresponsible people. But after the second call, Avelyn finally decided to pick it up. It might just be an important call, Avelyn thought calmly.

MARRIED TO MR RIGHT(MMR) * * * #01 "There all done" The makeup artist Brian had told to make me up said to me. I felt the tears coming out from the corner of my eyes. "don't you want to see how it looks?" she asked again but this time placing the mirror in front of me. I took it from her and threw it on the floor making it smash into a million pieces. My life is being ruined and I can't seem to do anything about it. I can't believe I'm getting married to this arrogant bastard.