10 Things I Hate About You Andrew Keegan Novels & Stories

"Is that why you did what you did for Andrew because I'm wondering if you do the same thing for our son or our daughters." " Andrew deserves to have something good happen for him for crying out loud. He's a young man who's had both his father and mother separate and he has a brother and a sister who don't talk to him. He confided in me and told me that the only thing that makes them happy is playing football and he wants to be a soccer player one day because that's what brings him joy. I do anything for our kids. You know that I don't know why you are asking if I do the same for our kids when you know that I even gave my life for them. That's how much I love our kids." " That's hard to belie

His son was supposed to be married for a year before he could inherit, but he wasn’t ready to settle down, so Andrew did what he saw fit. I had no idea it would turn out to be such a disaster. Ethan Caine might be the man who features in every woman’s dreams, but it doesn’t change the fact that he’s an emotionless asshole. “I’m sorry about him,” Andrew says, his eyes watchful. “He’s finding it hard to get over my threats these last few days. He will come around.” “I’m sure I can handle it, sir,” I reassure him, though deep down, I have so many doubts after meeting Ethan today and seeing how truly coldhearted he is. I thought the media was exaggerating, but no, he really is made of stone.

Once he was outside, he slammed his fist into the nearest stone wall, pain radiating through his arm. To rot with Keegan! He had never hated anyone more than he hated that miscreant. Not until now. Painfully, he recounted all he'd lost since Keegan's return. Thessaly and Sheera were one of the greatest. He'd have had both of them if only the scumbag hadn't returned.

Truly he never hated none to the extend he hated his own birth giver, young Andrew's eyes filled up with few drops of tears as he tore his eyes off from his father's portraits and momentarily approached his desk next. Roaming his eyes briefly on the desk, he soon caught the view of the ash tray placed there with the very last cigar his ruthless father possibly had smoked before his death. Terror filled him as he held the half burn cigar in between his fingers with dare then again keeping it down on the ash tray with hatred drawn in his features. Andrew frowned angrily. "I hate you to my bones still I don't pray hell for you." Uttering those words, his one or two tears slipped down his cheeks

"You..." "I won't die that easily. Sorry to disappoint you," Andrew said calmly. "But if my death didn't reach your ears, my plan wouldn't work. Your first mistake? Greed. Second? Arrogance. Third? Underestimating me. One wrong move screws the whole game. Paranoid types are easy to fool. Overconfidence always flops."

"It seems that she doesn't love you. So why did she marry you? If it was me, I will do anything just to be a perfect wife to you." Andrew stared at Megan. He did not know but he noticed that Megan has some resemblance with Mandy. He looked away and dismissed the idea in his mind. He thought that he drank a lot so he started imagining things. "I really have to go," Andrew said goodbye, immediately stood up, and walked away. "Alright, drive safely," Megan shouted to Andrew. Michael looked at Megan and asked. "Are you satisfied now?”

A heated debate ensued among the viewers. “Let me get this straight! So Mr. King is saying that there is no love triangle between the three of them. Renee got forced to be with Andrew, and he is now her relative! In short, Andrew isn't worthy of Renee!" “Andrew has a fake education degree; he certainly doesn't deserve to be with her. After all, she is far more educated and qualified than him." “I'm still curious about what's happening between Andrew and Renee. Is there anyone who can tell me?"

"It's not normal at all. Fathers are supposed to love their children unconditionally. They're supposed to be their protectors, their champions. What Keegan does to you... It's not normal, and it's not your fault." She nodded, but I could see fresh tears threatening to spill over. "Sometimes I wonder what I did wrong. What made him hate me so much from the very beginning?" "You didn't do anything wrong," I said firmly. "His inability to love you says everything about him and nothing about you." She gives a brief nod. “Now eat.” She obediently took another small bite, and we fell into a comfortable silence. I was just starting to think that maybe we could have a peaceful morning together when

"You can't marry such a girl. She'll openly disrespect you, and ruin our reputation." Andrew wasn't one who liked to be told what to do. He only did his mum a favour once and wasn't going to allow it to have a negative effect on his relationship with Susan. His mood was ruined and his voice turned cold, "This conversation is over mum, you know nothing about her.”

HANNAH'S POV: Andrew turned toward him, and for the first time, there was a spark of anger in his eyes. “Why do you keep asking her to stop?” he snapped. “You act like everything’s fine, but it’s not!” “Andrew,” I warned softly, but he wasn’t finished. “You ruined everything,” he said, his voice shaking. “Mum never talks about her family. We never get to see anyone from your side or from hers. You made everyone hate her. Didn’t you?”