Novel & Cerita Babys Father

"Did Mommy tell you that Bethena has a Daddy but he is not here?" Bethena looked up seems she was remembering what her mother said. "Yes Mommy." "Because Baby the man that Mommy with now is your Daddy." Irish smiled at her. Bethena's eyes suddenly sparkled at Basil. "You're my Daddy?" Basil smiled and walked towards her daughter. "Yes Bethena." He said whining in joyful. "I have now a Daddy! Yehey!" "Can I hug you?" Basil asked permission. "Of course, Daddy! I love hugs. Hihihi."

"You are my real son, not a bastard." "How is he a bastard when he didn't impregnate himself?" Sherniel said the moment Baba's voice quieted down. "I mean, a bastard is someone without a father, which does not in any way apply to my mate. You are here and you are his father. Nothing can ever change that. Certainly not the words you make yourself believe. You fathered him! So, please, clarify how is he a bastard? What makes him any less of the son that you consider 'your only son'?" Her protective defense was filled with fury and condescension.

Jack replied casually. Briana bit her lip and sighed, feeling disappointed that he called her sis instead of babe. She masked her disappointment with a smile on her face. She went to bed. "Baby, Daddy wants to bond with you! Be a good boy, okay?" She planted a kiss on her son's head before putting him in his father's waiting arms. Jack nuzzled baby Andrew's tiny feet. "Baby, Daddy is here! I love you!" Tears of happiness glistened in Briana's eyes after witnessing the wonderful bonding between father and son. She stood beside the bed, feeling content just watching the beautiful scene unfold in front of her.

Twins with different personalities. "Baby, why are you crying?" Carl kneels in front of his wife, completely ignoring his son. "Why am I crying? It's your turn to look after your son, Carlos. I am going to take a long refreshing bath, dress sexy, and go clubbing all night. When I am done, I will visit my father for two days, and hopefully, when I am back, you will have learned what being a father means" Kay yells getting up and leaving a silent Carl on the floor.

She didn’t want to be alone with him while he was this pissed off. “What did I say?” her father said through gritted teeth. Her mother nearly sprinted to the door. Even she was afraid and she didn’t scare easily. “Just scream if you need help,” her mother whispered and whizzed out of the room past her. Ava watched her father take a long drink of some clear liquid. It was probably gin. He loved gin as much as he loved brandy. Then he looked over at her. “Ava,” he began slowly. “Does the baby’s father have a job at least?”

The CEO of Salvatore Industries is the man I met downstairs, the same man I had sex with in Italy, and the father of my daughter. My whole world comes tumbling down.

Ella asked as she made way to rush towards her but her father's face made her rethink. Jasmine Father, Taylor decided to show his presence in the house with a rough clearing of the throat. He turned towards Jasmine and said. "Seems you've suddenly lost your respect" Jasmine rolled her eyes and sucked on her teeth angrily. " That's because I can't watch you sir here and rule over my life! Father!" She yelled almost in tears. " Father, this is the fifth time you would make me go on a blind date and they aren't for me! I carried along like that but now," she paused trying to take in her anger. " You decided to overstep your boundaries! Why would you even say I'm getting married tomorrow! To som

the boy says, yelling at his father at the top of his voice. “What did you just say, Archie?” Mr Gordon says with a hard look which can make anyone quiver but not his son. “I’m here to warn you that I do not need any babysitter. I'm thirteen and I do not need any babysitter that would later get killed by the demon that call himself my father.” Archie says and Mr Gordon face twist in anger. “Spat such nonsense again and I'll have your cute face pay for it” Mr Gordon cautions and Archie only smile sadly.

Anne answers grumpily “ I love you not her Anne .” Harry reassures her . He moves his hands to her tummy . “ Is it a boy or girl ? ” “ It should be a boy as handsome as you are .” Anne replies . “ I'm coming ” Harry said rolling off the bed ,he picks his ringing phone it was Bart . “ Hey Bart ” “ Your father seized the package .” Bart says immediately . “ what ? ”

But the longer I see Maya in this state, the harder it becomes to push it away. Dominic. I haven't talked to him since the day I left… but cruelly enough, biology does not care about broken hearts or unfinished stories. Dominic is Maya’s father. And genetically, that matters. I look down at Maya again, studying the small face that I know better than my own reflection. She has my dark hair, but the shape of her eyes belongs entirely to him. Even the stubborn way her chin lifts when she refuses to eat vegetables reminds me painfully of Dominic.