Joanne's mother always wants her daughter mingle with rich people especially guys. Joanne fell in love with Ross a low life guy whose ambition is to be a managing director of a company. The pair later fell in love, their reactions is mixed concerned as Joanne is the daughter of a billionaire and her parents might not accept him.
View MoreDuring the evening meal, she was merely picking at her food. This surprised everyone because Geneva normally had a very healthy appetite."Are you ill, Geneva? Joanne asked anxiously.""No, mummy, I was just thinking about my daddy. Why can't he just come and see us,mummy?" Geneva wanted to know.Joanne could not answer. Her lip quivered and she stared helplessly at her daughter.Mrs Kingston reproached Geneva and said, "now Geneva, don't upset your mum. I must not hear you asking her about your daddy anymore.""I wasn't talking to you grand mum. I know if it wasn't for you, my daddy would not have left my mum," retorted Geneva rudely."Geneva! Don't talk to your Grannie like that. Now apologize to her," Joanne said sternly. They all knew Geneva had overheard conversations she was not meant to hear."Anyway, if that father of yours loved you, he wouldn't have kept so silent all these years," Mrs Kings added before Geneva could apologize."How can you say that mummy? Joanne cried." Yo
Your daughter's been sulking all day. She won't talk to anybody. You'd better go and see her before she bursts.Joanne sighed. She really did not know what to do with Geneva and her sulks. Mummy, didn't you ask Mark what happened to her at school?"I did but he said she was unlike herself today. She wouldn't talk to him at all until they got home. She greeted me, took her lunch and went straight upstairs. I've been trying to get through but she just ignored me," her mother explained."I wonder what's wrong with her now. Geneva is terribly spoilt, you know, mummy." A little girl like her, only nine years old shouldn't be behaving like a temperamental teenager. Said Joanne anxiously. She took her bag and climbed up the stairs.As soon as she heard her mother's voice, Geneva leapt off her bed and flung herself into her mother's arms."Mummy! Welcome! I'm so glad you have come, mummy!" She cried, as if she had not seen Joanne for days."Neva!" What's wrong now? Granny says you have bee
The twins were named Geneva and Georgia. Both names were given by the Kings but Ross did not mind. He got on quite well with his father-in-law, but the cold war continued with Mrs Kings. She always seemed to know just what to do to annoy him and still make him look at fault.He promised himself things would be different after he has finished his service year, but in fact, they continued just the same. He now had a well paid job, a fine office and a company car. Mrs Kings advised him on his clothes and appearance while he ignored her comments. As a house wife, Joanne was not organized. She was constantly out with her mother and the babies so her husband came back to a lonley evening meal well prepared by the house maid. He had to sit and wait until noise and bustle announced that the grandmother had brought the family back or else Mrs Kings was forever sending them food or inviting them to come and eat at her place, because she felt Joanne had so much to do.They seemed to be always a
Mummy and daddy thinks our cars are too small and we need more room for a baby, Joanne tried to explain."Shut up!" Ross shouted. "Mummy thinks! Daddy this, mummy that! That's all I ever heard in this house. Does it ever occur to you that i might have idea of my own, Joanne? It's a strange kind of marriage when the husband is never consulted about anything."Joanne closed her eyes and tried to keep back the tears, stinging her eyelids, from falling, but they spilled all over and ran down her face as she cried out. "Damn it, Ross Chester, I don't understand you at all.""That may turn out to be the understatement of the year!" Ross exclaimed angrily. "So little rich girl, you thought you understood me? Yet you were so sure I'd jump out of my skin for joy anytime your father in his great generosity gives me a present? I don't need a Mercedes Benz. I'm fact, I don't need any such tokens from either of your parents. I know you cannot tell them, you're too chicken, do I'll do it for you.
"Do you want to have an illegitimate child?" Do you want your child to grow up not knowing his father? I meant not really knowing you? His aunt asked quietly, knowing she was touching a raw spot."But auntie, I'll just end up not having mind of my own. It will be as if they bought me," Richard protested."You love Joanne. You want this baby. These are the things you should bear in mind. You should be happy living anywhere with her and your baby," his aunt said."You are Ross Chester. Nobody can buy you. Knowing you, I'm sure you won't let anybody rule you," his uncle added after Ross told them about what happened. They advised him to accept the Kings conditions.After much persuasion, Ross went to the Kings and told them he had no choice but to accept their conditions, and so they could go on with plans for the wedding. Then he went back to Australia conscious that the Kings were taking over the arrangements for the wedding and, if he was not careful, for the rest of his married life.
Next day it seemed almost incredible that the previous evening had been so momentous. How momentous she realized later when she missed her period. The day passed. It wasn't merely late. She knew she is pregnant. She was not really worried because she felt sure everything will be alright, when she told Ross. She sent a message across to him "urgent message. Please contact Joanne immediately" she settled down to wait as patiently as she could.When she had begun to think she couldn't endure the silence any longer, there came, not a letter, but a phone call. At the sound of Ross's voice, Joanne thought she might faint. She hastily sat down and closed her eyes."Yes, yes, I'm here. Where, where are you?""I'm in Australia, Joanne, are you alright?""Yes, fine! Look, Ross. I must see you. Did you get my messages?""No, nothing. What's wrong?""I can't talk now." Joanne looked widely round the office. "What about this evening?""Fine." He sounded puzzled at something in her voice. "Shall I
Joanne had not heard from Ross for the next three weeks, and then it was his twenty sixth birthday. She did not know what to do. She wanted to see him but was afraid of rejection. She confided in her closest friend who is also her cousin. Ema's father was a very wealthy man who dealt with furnitures and she was about to get married to a young barrister whose parents were equally rich."You mean he left you because aunt and uncle said he has to work in their firm and live in your place?" Ema asked, after Joanne had told her the whole story."Yes," Joanne nodded."What's wrong with that?" What has he got to be proud of anyway? Ema wanted to know."It's not like that, I mean..." Joanne began uncertainly."And Joanne, how in earth did you get involved with someone who lives in Sherbrooke? Sherbrooke! The things I hear about that place!" Ema shuddered and continued, "You won't catch me dead there. Do you actually go there, Joanne?""Of course I go. I go to see him and...""You go to Sher
Ross went back to college and Joanne returned to her routine of writing letters and visiting him. As the examination period drew near, she added good luck cards to her schedule and said prayers regularly for his success as well as for their happiness. She was so engrossed in her programme of doing all she could do to help Ross at this hectic time that she hardly noticed the increasing number of young men who come on one pretext or another. She treated them all with kind vague in attention, politely declined dates and forgot about them the next moment."That's not the way." Mr Kings told his wife mildly."I've got to try everything." She insisted. "I thought Ken...""Joanne doesn't notice whether Ken is in the room or not," he commented. "It's a good thing she hasn't realised what you are trying to do. Leave it alone. My dear Helen.""I can't." She protested, near to tears of exasperation.Mrs Kings was still sure that Ross was after the Kings fortunes. One evening, during this period
"The double spare room is for me when I get married and the nursery for my baby". Joanne laughed and they went back downstairs.The maid had brought soft drinks and some delicious snacks to the sitting room. They sat and chatted making arrangements for the dance the next day. Ross could sense a little apprehension behind Joanne's exuberance. He too felt the huge house was dull of half open doors and listening ears. He stayed for some time and then went home, after promising to come for her the next evening. Joanne walked down the drive with him. They kissed for a while where only the statues were watching them. Then Ross put on his crash helment, collected his motorcycle from the security guard then roared away.Joanne waved, then slowly walked back to face the interrogation. Mrs Helen began asking her questions with a disapproving expression. As she heard the replies, the expression grew more intense. When she had finished, there was a painful little silence." I am disappointed in yo
A slim, elegantly dressed girl with long blonde hair, plaited into a neat bond on the gap of her head, was struggling with a mattress under one arm and a suitcase in the other hand. Suddenly, she missed a step and nearly fell flat on her face. Then a shadow fell across her line of vision, she glanced up to see a tall, handsome young man in front of her, arms outstretched to catch her."Can I help you with that?" He asked her, laughing,pointing to the suitcase."Oh please!" She simply replied.He took the suitcase from her and found that it was quite heavy. Funny how she thought she could manage both this and the mattress, he smoked to himself, with such elegant high heels and a straight skirt too. It wasn't the right type of clothes for weightlifting at all. He was still smiling as they walked out through the gates, silently considering each other. Outside the hostel security gate, the girl pointed to a grey Bentley. A Chauffeur, clad in blue lined French suit, came hurrying to take ...
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