Nobela ni Mob Psycho

“Did you just ask me to be your girlfriend?” Belinda laughed uncontrollably. Her tooth shone, leaving her a giddy.She was going to propose for him to be her boyfriend as well, but for a while until she travels out of the country like she planned. Her mom had earlier threatened she wouldn’t let her leave till she got married or at least started dating. Although Dan was rude to her all through, her mom liked him better than her past boyfriends, and knowing Dan doesn’t like her, he was the perfect person to date for a short time.“Why? Is it that bad?” Dan asked, but couldn’t figure out why she had reacted that way. His mom would only stay aware of his affairs if he started dating, and it would be more believable if it were Belinda.“No, not that. I also wanted to ask the same thing.” She replied. It got easier since he suggested first that she wouldn’t need to tell her reason to put in an effort. Belinda thought to play hard to get instead.“I never expected you to ask me out. The situ

“Mom? Why are you up?” Dan met his mom in the kitchen, drinking a cup of coffee. He glanced at the time; it was 5:40 a.m. His mom wasn’t the type to be up so early since she was a late-night sleeper, but for some reason he knew he was probably the reason she was awake so early. It was the weekend, and he was up getting ready for his 6 a.m. exercise (jog).He thought his mom was still asleep; since she was up, he knew the next thing from the way she frowned and her lack of response to his greeting. He knew he was right. What she was going to say about him was going to be about her women’s club or about Belinda. Though for some time she hasn’t spoken about her, he figured she had accepted that he didn’t want her.The thoughts of what his mom was up to caused his memory of his last encounter with Belinda to suffice; leaving her in the middle of nowhere and leaving her was supposed to engrave guilt and regret, which he didn’t have, especially after confirming her safe arrival at home.“Mo

The sun was peeping out yet a cold and chilly morning. Sarah was up early, and could barely stand the presence of her mom. She thought meeting her needs and giving her whatever she asked for was enough to make her stay away from her, but she was wrong.Sarah’s mother, Ana Martha, as she knows goes by after Amelia and Stephany, came in the night with no warning and without notifying Sarah that she was coming.She had been traveling around, either running away from debtors, hooked up with a rich man, which she left after sucking him dry, or running away with his money. She always did anything that would bring money, which fed her gambling habit.A second without money drove her crazy, and one of those crazy scenarios was hunting down her daughter to ask for money.“Where’s the money?" was the first question she asked when she saw Sarah for the first time in years. Not only did the shock of seeing her mother strike her speechless, but the dirty clothes and bruised face, even though they

Michael woke up an hour later. His eyes were struggling to open, and he couldn’t process where he was. The lights were too bright to adjust to, so he looked around instead; he was lying on a soft, big bed, and decorative dark portraits were hung on three sides of the walls. He managed to lift his head when a knock followed by a twist on the door knob caught his attention.The door was pushed open slowly, and someone appeared. It was Sarah holding a tray with both hands, with a cup of water and a bowl of porridge on the tray.He saw Sarah and he couldn’t believe in was in her houses. The room didn’t feel like a lady’s room; it was too plain to be Sarah’s house. ‘Where was he’ He thought; he could barely remember anything that happened after he blanked out.It was obviously not Sarah’s room; he knew from the paintings that the room was all white, and the portraits captured more buildings than flowers that girls would have.There was nothing girly on sight, and he knew Sarah wasn’t the

“You’re back.” Dan said while walking past Michael’s desk. He went into his office without saying another word. He had been partly worried, but also angry that he took him as only a boss and not a cousin. Michael looked a bit pale, but since he was at work, he had to look alive. He stood up from his desk to follow Dan into his office. As he approached the door, he bumped into someone. “I’m sorry,” he said faintly. “It’s fine.” She replied. It was Sarah; she looked drained and tired, though it was morning and she had already gotten some work done. One of her morning mantras was never to get into Dan’s trouble, and the tired look was her trying to do her best. It was uncomfortable being around Dan, but she kept her personal feelings aside to focus on work. She didn’t notice someone was going for the door as well which led to the collision Michael waited for her to go in, tilting forward in a bow and pointing his hands towards the door with a little curve around his lips. “Ladies f

Someone knocked at Dan’s office three times.“Come in.” He approved, but didn’t look up.No one came in. After a while, someone knocked six times.He got irritated and bit down on the urge to curse out loud.“If I hear that knock one more time, You will lose your job.” He almost raised his voice to a high pitch.The door slightly opened after the threat. A man appeared, smiling with open arms.“Guess who’s back?” It was his younger brother.“Pascal? You have got to be kidding me.” Dan stood up and went straight for the hug.“You infected me with your hugs before you left the country.” They both laughed.“My big brother’s company is growing.” He praised.“Yes, yes. When did you get back?” Dan asked. Going back to his seat while Pascal looked around.“A week ago.” He answered, looking for a place to sit.“Does Mom know?” Dan asked, aware of the answer.“No, and I don’t intend to let her know.” Pascal answered with a grin.“You need to settle things. I’m tired of being thought of as