Boyfriend Hates My Family Mga Nobela at Kwento

he sneers. I was now getting annoyed with my brother. "I wasn’t fucking thinking that’s the problem, but she’s not the enemy, she’s family. She’s invited to every family event we have." I remind him. I could hear him sigh "That’s because ma’s too nice for her own good. No one else’s partner gets invited to family shit." He says. "Whatever. I’ll apologize to Stasia don’t worry." I tell him. "As if I care if you apologize to her. just do not fuck my partner. It will be weird her dating you. she’s not your type." He grumbles.

That was a good plan. “It also gives you more chance to see your family. I remember mama complaining about not seeing her family after she got mated” It was a good thing for those who wanted to keep seeing their family. Theo only people I was interested in seeing was Coulter, Kamiko and my other friends. Nothing more. “You don’t look happy” he rubbed my arms and I shrugged. “You don’t want to see your family?” “I no longer consider them my family” “Why?” “My sister and my ex fiancée had a relationship since four months back. My parents knew about it and didn’t say anything to me. She even got pregnant”

“He was disappointed; not only him, but the entire family. He expected better. But what’s done is done. The past can't be changed; we only have to make things right now. That’s why your father has demanded to see your boyfriend.” I cross my arms defiantly. “I already told him he will be here tomorrow.” “What’s your boyfriend’s name?” I open my mouth, then close it. How am I supposed to tell her it’s Adrian Blackwood, a man who’s thirteen years older than me? My parents will probably kill me. “You’ll find out once he’s here.” She doesn't look convinced, but she doesn't press for more answers. “Whoever he is, I hope he’s someone your father will like.”

I promised I’d always have his back, and I meant every word. We’ve survived heartbreaks, failures, and the chaos of our twenties together. He’s like my family. Which is exactly why I’ve never told him how much I despise his boyfriend Toby. Toby is everything that gets under my skin: sharp-featured, annoyingly hot with that tousled dark hair and lean, athletic body that moves like he owns every room he enters. The attraction I feel toward him only makes me hate him more. Every time we’re alone, the air turns electric with insults and barbed words. I bite my tongue around Micah because their relationship has enough drama without me adding to it.

His girlfriend complained constantly that he loved the newborn more than her. “You can leave me if you want. She won't ever leave me,” he argued once while carrying little Roma around the apartment. “My family is my everything. Understood?” The way he drew the line made his girlfriend, Iris, understand his love and bond with his family. Gradually, she also began to replicate it, and things took off more surprisingly than she thought. When they began to discuss marriage, Iris was shocked. “I’m just your boyfriend. I can't be a husband or father.” She could still remember his words when she mentioned marriage a year ago.

He yelled. "You must be really crazy. You're totally out of your mind." I said in total befuddlement. How was I his life problem when I had only met him once when he tried to rape me? "Really?" He sniggreed. "You have no idea of how much damage you've caused. "Do you know how many times that rascal of your so-called boyfriend, Justin had hit me, his older brother all because of you? Do you know how much you've shattered my family's relationship with me the more?" He laughed bitterly.

“You know that’s not true. Your dad—” “Yes, it is!” Aiden cut him off, staring blankly at the ceiling. “When they decided to get married, did they even think about what it would do to us? You don’t want a brother like me, and neither do I. They just shoved us together and told us to be ‘family,’ as if that would fix everything. Will it fix the hatred I have toward all of you?” Tristan remained silent, watching him intently.

He said. He would have approached the sink again, but I frowned at him. Even if I'm tired from work, if my family is like this, it's okay. “Don't strain yourself too much. At least once, enjoy yourself. You also can't have a boyfriend because you always think about us. I'm starting to think that you will never have a boyfriend.” Despite my frowning face, he was still able to joke. Boyfriend? I do not need that. It's just a headache.

Then I felt his lips brush against my skin—slow, deliberate. My breath hitched. “Come on, baby,” he murmured against me. “Forget everything.” I looked down at him, my brows furrowing, my thoughts a mess. “It’s not that easy,” I said, my voice uneven. He paused for a second, just enough to look up at me. “My family hates you,” I added, more firmly this time. “After what you did to me… they’ll never accept you.” That seemed to hit something in him, but he didn’t pull away.

"You know what I enjoy seeing right now Kylie ,you know what , I just enjoy the pains you have all over your face ,I enjoyed the fact that you can't forgive yourself because you tried to hurt your own sister and you know what I want that pain to hurt you to hell ,you did all you could to have harry away from me ,but you know what, I guess you know already ,his mine and would always be ,you don't like me and I know you never will I will never accept you to be a part of my family ,so I think that you should.just go with your mom ,I don't care about this family ,you all can be happy and if you Mr Benson still don't want me too ,then it's totally fine by me ,I would just leave here an