Story cover for Left Unsaid | Cedrick Juan by paraluman_writes
Left Unsaid | Cedrick Juan
  • WpView
    Reads 8,835
  • WpVote
    Votes 663
  • WpPart
    Parts 41
  • WpHistory
    Time 5h 21m
  • WpView
    Reads 8,835
  • WpVote
    Votes 663
  • WpPart
    Parts 41
  • WpHistory
    Time 5h 21m
Complete, First published Jun 15, 2024
Anaia Castillo and Cedrick Juan were the bestest friends during their high school and college days, but because of conflicts brought by the difference of their schedule, they eventually drifted apart. What happens when they are reunited after 5 years? Will the feelings left unsaid remain unsaid?

A sequel to Te Amo | Jose Burgos

-A Cedrick Juan Fanfiction
All Rights Reserved
Sign up to add Left Unsaid | Cedrick Juan to your library and receive updates
or
#14gomburza
Content Guidelines
You may also like
You may also like
Slide 1 of 10
UNWANTED cover
Malachi Barton Imagines pt.2 cover
Stuck in a Mafia Romance [Editing] cover
SPORTS CAR, lando norris cover
𝐎𝐔𝐓𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐑 ☙ 𝐥𝐞𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐠-𝐬𝐚𝐧 cover
𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐦. → shameless x grey's anatomy cover
you are in love - oscar piastri ✔️ cover
The 9 Show  |  The 8 Show cover
I don't really like you cover
𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐒𝐎𝐅𝐓 cover

UNWANTED

95 parts Ongoing

💔 Unwanted Lisa Manoban was born into the richest and most powerful family in Thailand. Her father, Anurak Manoban, a Thai business tycoon, and her mother, Kim Soojin, a Korean heiress, built an empire that ruled every industry-oil, hotels, automobiles, entertainment, stocks, and beyond. Her elder sister, Chaeyoung Manoban, and elder brother, Bambam Manoban, were admired everywhere they went, treated like royalty. To the world, the Manoban family was untouchable. But to little Lisa, it was all empty. She would run with tiny feet to her father, pulling his hand: > "Dada... pway wif me, pwease..." And his cold voice would push her away: "Go away, Lisa. You are not important." She would tug at her sister's dress, eyes shining: > "Unnie... Lisa sit wif you?" But Chaeyoung would shove her off with disgust: "Don't call me unnie. You're not my sister." She would hug her toy and look at Bambam: > "Oppa... pway toy wif Lisa?" But he would glare and snap: "Don't bother me, Lisa. You mean nothing here." And her mother? She never even looked at her. Just silence. In a palace filled with gold, cars, and diamonds, Lisa had no love-no mama hugs, no dada kisses, no sister, no brother. Just loneliness. At night, clutching her small hands, she whispered to the sky: > "God... why nobody want Lisa? Why Lisa unwanted... even by her own famiwy?" And in this whole cruel world... did Lisa have anyone who truly wanted her in their life? ---