Aidan Hutchinson Dad Novels & Stories

That settled it. Aiden looked at me and smiled, that smile still did things to my heart. He kissed my forehead first, always there first before kissing our kids too. “How was the call?” I asked softly. He exhaled. “Long, but good.” I knew what that meant. He was talking to his father, Adam. Aiden’s relationship with his father had been fractured for years, poisoned by control, pride, and expectations that nearly destroyed us. Adam had wanted Aiden to walk away from me, had believed I was the weakness that would ruin his son.

Then, she reluctantly asked, "Aiden, you must have been through so much. Are you mad that your dad was gone too long?" "Mad?" Aiden asked as he pulled away. He pouted and said, "I don't want to be mad, Grandma. I waited many years for my dad. It's time to be happy, right?" Before Shantelle could speak, familiar figures appeared on the rooftop garden. She locked eyes with Lily and then Lucas. "Aiden," Lucas called. Aiden turned to Lucas. Shantelle could not figure out what had happened because Aiden suddenly acted unfamiliar with his father. He second-guessed his actions and said to Lucas, "Oh, hello, Doctor Thompson!"

he shouts. I widen my eyes. “What?” I look at Aiden before bursting out laughing. “I bought the shares my pocket. With my own money, Craig, Aiden, and I grew up together, we support one another like blood brothers. When your father died the first thing you did was ask for things that weren’t yours. Tell me where you were when your father was buried?” I ask him. He looks like a fish out of water. Stuttering for an answer. “I was with my mother she was upset about my father’s death.” he lies.

Olivia inquired with a puzzled look on her face. “I guess it is over eight years now, before Aiden's father passed away. Aiden changed completely when his father died, his lifestyle also contributed to how cold he acts,” Leah pressed further while Olivia focused all her attention on the discussion. “His lifestyle? What kind of lifestyle are you talking about?” Olivia questioned when she felt there was more to Aiden that her parents didn't tell her.

I guess I am still doing it. Then one day... dad came and gave me a quiz and there was a question about a perfect idea for taking over a company. And I told him this... every single detail in this file is my idea... I am the reason Aiden's father lost his company. I am the reason his family died... I am the reason he lost everything... I did this and my dad did this... he really did this... "D-Does he know that... that I... I am the reason..." I can't even form words anymore... does Aiden know I am the reason his parents died? That it was my idea that ruined their company...

Sitting in the car, I look at Andrews. “What was that about Aiden and his inheritance?” I ask, and he smiles. “I know that your beta fostered up Aiden after his father died.” He said, and I nod “We did our research on his father. We found nothing out of the ordinary. He was a good man. From a long line of Alphas.” I say because, of course, we tried to find out more, not least for Aiden to be told when HD got older. “Yes, his dad was a good man. But did you ever research his mother?” Andrews asks.

“I’m sorry, son, but you know how your father is. We will definitely make it up to you, okay?” Aiden wasn’t convinced. “It’s my big day, mother. If you want to make it up to me, don’t neglect it this time. You and Dad are supposed to be here. Can’t you just come and go back immediately? I just want to see you two there. You’re the only family I have after… what happened to Uncle Kevin and Sophia.” He could hear his mother signing frustratingly. She hated to talk about what happened years ago, but he has no choice but to remind her they were the only family he had right now.

"I don't want this, okay? I don't want any of us—least of all me—tangled with him again. He's a piece of shit and he belongs where he is. I don't want our hands dirty. I want to forget him. Please, don't do this. Don't waste yourself on him. Let me move on—on my terms. Can we just be normal?" They exchanged a look I couldn't read, then Dad softened. He reached up and cupped my face; his eyes were unexpectedly sad. Of course that made me hate Ryatt ten times more. "Okay." His voice was small. "I will not do anything." He pulled me into a hug. His warmth wrapped around me and, for a breath, the weight of the heartbreak eased. "Thanks, Dad," I whispered, burying my face in his chest. Hot tears

“Um. Hi. I was wondering if Mr. Harrigan was available. Mr. Edward Harrigan?” “Oh, goodness, if you’re talking about Eddie Sr., you’re about three years too late. He retired a few years ago and passed away shortly after, I’m sorry to say.” Aiden did her best to hide her initial reaction to the news as her hopes seemed dashed before she could even figure out what they might be in the first place. She nodded and was about to ask about the safety deposit box that went along with the key before the woman continued on. “But his son, TJ, will be arriving in a few minutes. He took his place. If you want to wait for him, his office is just there, across the way.”

Abeer said while hugging him. "How could I, my son? Your mother before her death gave your responsibility to me and I promised her that in my presence you will never feel alone after all your mother was like a daughter to me. How could a father break his promise which he made to his daughter?",Aiden questioned, hugging him back with the same warmth and affection. Mr. Aiden is an old man in his early sixties, white hair and white beard who loves to spend time in nature and with Abeer who was like a grandson for him.