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I felt incredibly embarrassed as I stood there, expecting someone who I thought would be the perfect mother-in-law. I entered Morgan's house with a practiced smile that I had secretly rehearsed. Despite all my efforts, I had a strange feeling about everything. It all started when Adrian refused to let me talk to his mom on the phone. I tried to dismiss my fears when he mentioned preparing a surprise for his mom. However, our plans to surprise her at the airport failed when she called to say that she was already home. All of our plans fell apart. I felt so humiliated when she showed more acceptance towards James' girlfriend than me. Was it because James' girlfriend’s parents were worthy? I could hear her voice from her room; it seemed they hadn't closed the door. It wasn't just me who heard her disapproving comments about me; even her maids and Anita did. I wanted to disappear into the ground. I couldn't force a smile anymore. I wanted to leave, but I had to wait for Adrian, who
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Author's pov "Why are you so sad? Don't you want me to come here and visit you? It's been a while since you traveled, and I came here to greet you, but your appearance has not been welcoming since I came," said Liz. She was Mrs. Morgan's close friend. This was the second day since Mrs. Morgan's return from France. She was sitting down while Liz was on the other side of the marble-tiled private sitting room for herself. "Aren't we having a drink together?" Mrs. Morgan replied. "This isn't like you. And who is that beautiful young lady who left here a few minutes ago?" Liz asked. "Can you believe it? Adrian is infatuated with a commoner. I was shocked to learn that my son has fallen for her. Because of Adrian, I traveled to France to bring this young and vibrant lady, an international model. Adrian and this lady were close friends during their high school days." "What? Are you serious? With a commoner?" Liz dropped her wine glass on the table. "Now you understand why a dev
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Amber's pov At this stage, I couldn't ignore Mrs. Morgan. If I had been informed over the phone, I would have asked Adrian to accompany me to this place. I was caught off guard. Despite my racing heart, I remained composed and followed the man dressed entirely in black. As I was entering the bar, I began thinking of the words I would tell with my grandmother for what she had done. Why would she betray me like this? Has she taken advantage of my affection to deceive me? If I were in her shoes, I wouldn't act in such a manner, no matter what. We entered the bar, and on the first floor, people were seated at tables and chairs. The man I was following didn't head towards any of the seats; instead, he ascended the stairs, and I followed suit. It was on the second floor that we entered, and he halted in front of a table with two seats. As we approached, Mrs. Morgan had her back turned to us, and at that moment, I convinced myself that she was the one, as we were in close proximity.
Learning To Love Again With My Boss Left without a choice
Amber’s pov My heart starts racing once again. When something is done at a specific time and in a certain pattern, the human body becomes accustomed to it. Each time I dress up before leaving the house in the morning quickens my heartbeat. When will this end? The truth is, my husband is unhappy. From the bedroom where I'm getting ready, I can hear the running water in the kitchen sink and the clatter of dishes as my husband angrily washes them. In my upbringing, it was my father who woke up every day, dressed quickly, and rushed out of the house for work, leaving my mother behind. He was the one I knew as the primary provider for our family. However, since my husband's company was taken over by one of the wealthiest men in the country due to a significant debt, my husband stays at home and takes care of all the household chores. Despite my efforts, he refuses to join me in my small pharmaceutical company, which I inherited from my parents, or seek employment elsewhere. Every time
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Learning To Love Again With My Boss Do you have an appointment?
Author’s pov "Take care of your grandma! Take care of grandma!" These words reverberated in Amber's mind as she hurriedly got into her car and left her grandmother's compound. Just before her mother passed away, she tightly held Amber's hands and repeated those words until she grew weak and died. And Amber took those words to heart. "How could I tell her that I leased the pharmaceutical company because of my husband?" she pondered as she gripped the steering wheel and drove as fast as she could. Amber was certain that her husband would transfer the money to her. Midway to Dave's office, with the image of her grandmother enduring pain vividly etched in her mind, she picked up her phone and called her. "Grandma, if there's any way for you to get to the hospital, please do so. I'll come straight to the hospital. Your pain needs attention," she pleaded. Caring for her grandmother had become a way for Amber to show affection for both her late parents, providing her with a psycholo
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Amber’s pov Before me lay a document offering a staggering sum of ten million dollars, requiring only my signature, and a task to make a man I hadn't even met fall in love with me. What should I do? Could Mr. Morgan be mistaking me for someone else? Am I about to impersonate someone? I came here to sell my pearls, but what lies before me is far grander than anything I had envisioned. My mind suddenly turned into a dart game, flashing countless images of what could happen to me and what that money could bring. "The most gorgeous lady I have set my eyes on," he interrupted my thoughts and added, "I'm still waiting." "If you love your grandma, then do it." This thought sprang into my mind, and I promptly took the pen from him and prepared to sign the agreement. However, Mr. Morgan interjected, "Shouldn't you review the terms and conditions of what you are about to sign?" "Sir, I have made up my mind," I replied, simultaneously signing the two documents. I filled in my name, pho
Learning To Love Again With My Boss Humiliation went wrong
Author's pov It was evening, and Gwen was dancing to her favorite YouTube channel. She had set up her phone on a tripod, wearing a sheer net gown. Lost in the music, sweat trickled down her face. Suddenly, she heard the sound of Dave's car approaching. Swiftly, she adjusted herself, taking her phone off the tripod and placing it against the wall. She hurriedly sat on the couch, transforming her cheerful expression into one of sadness "Why do you look so sad?" Dave asked as he closed the living room door. He tossed his suitcase onto the nearest couch and walked briskly towards her. With a concerned look on his face, he stood in front of her. "What's wrong? You didn't mention anything when we spoke earlier today. I don't like seeing you like this. Tell me, honey," he urged. "You know what I want," she replied. "Why would I know what you want if you don't tell me?" he questioned. "You make promises you can't keep," she turned her face away, causing Dave to lean in slightly to
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