Claimed By My Ex's Father-in-law นิยาย & เรื่องราว

He smirked at me "Can you prove that I had a hand in your father's case? I only came here because I wanted to support my ex-wife. And besides, he was my father in-law and I just couldn't desert him when he needed me the most. What would people say about me?" "You still haven't changed one bit Clinton." I fired at him "You're still the same selfish and self absorbed person I know who only thinks about himself and not other people. My mother is In hospital fighting for her life and my father has been locked up. Who else is on your radar? Who else who would you use to get back at me now?" I asked boldly. My hands clenched tightly at my sides.

My father questions, a hint of distress in his voice. “Your son tried to kill me more than once. He kidnapped and marked a human that I had already laid claim on. Controlled her mind in an effort to force a connection. Per our law, I am within my rights to deal with him as I see fit. I’m sorry, sir. But he made his choices, now he must deal with the consequences. If he lives, he will continue to come after us.” “You forgot to mention how I sent your ex to you under false pretenses in order to stir things up a bit. Yes, that was fun.” I added. Father gave me a look, shaking his head at me in disappointment.

Mother said even though it sounded low while trying to hold his hand but he yanked his hand from hers. “Shut your mouth, you know I’m telling the truth. He shouldn’t be here, not while we are having a family gathering…” Mr King scoffed, causing my father to look at him. “You call this a family gathering; the ex-fiancé coming back after sleeping and running away with the sister, a family gathering?” He asked sarcastically. Father’s look didn’t change, instead, he raised his head higher. “That doesn’t change the fact that he remains my son-in-law, no matter what happens as long as he’s married to one of my daughters then he remains my son-in-law which makes you the unwanted one here. You shoul

Eric, Fernando, my father, Tony and Miguel are laughing together. “Well, I'm a faggot, right?” I take my dose. “I wasn't the one who publicly declared myself on Forbes*.” He almost chokes on his champagne. “Man, stop saying things you do too,” Eric advises. “You are all idiots!” shouts my father. “Mr. Marcus, you do not count,” Jimmy excludes my father. “You've been married for over a hundred years.” “A century or not, women get us right, young man,” my father-in-law speaks up.

he said, puffing another smoke to my face. I coughed and cried as I realized that the previous day was the deadline for us to send the money, which we haven't even gotten. "And from today, I will become your father-in-law. You need to stop crying already. My son wouldn't like a whimpering lady for a wife " Father-in-law, my son, Wife....were all I heard before I fell into a total blackout.

I turned my face from the window staring at her I narrated what Kaden told me about his father to her "He did. I was fucking shocked. We all knew he died from a heart attack so I just couldn't put together where exactly that came from," I mumbled, shaking my head I would be lying if I said I didn't think about it throughout last night. If I were to describe my late ex-father-in-law. I would first of all talk about how he was a very jovial being, who always has this smile all over his face all the damn time

"I love you, James. That is the only reason I am standing in your house right now. And I want you to know that I tried. I always tried to be a good father. It was your mother who—" "Stop." His voice raised. "Don't you dare to speak against my mother. Not one word." I said nothing. There was nothing left to say. There never was. In his version of the story, I was the villain. Every wound, every absence, every mistake.. all of it belonged to me. I had made my peace with the fact that I might carry that weight for the rest of my life. It did not make it hurt any less. I nodded slowly. "I am taking my leave, son. But if you ever need me, for anything — call me." I set my card on the table, took

"So it's wrong. I'm old enough to be her father. What am I supposed to do? Pursue a woman half my age who I only married to save her life?" "If she wants you too? Yeah. That's exactly what you're supposed to do." I shake my head. "You don't understand. It's not just the age. It's everything else." "Like what?" "Like the fact that she's Ethan's ex-wife. My son's ex-wife. I married my son's ex-wife. How fucked up is that?" "Ethan gave up any claim to her..." "It doesn't matter. The optics alone are terrible. People already think I'm losing it. Getting soft. If I actually get involved with her? If this becomes real? They'll say I'm thinking with my dick instead of my brain."

"My son tried to kill himself because his own father chose a child over him." "I'm not a child," I said. "You're twenty years old. That makes you a child in my book." Elena moved closer. "How much did he pay you? To seduce his son? To break up my family?" "No one paid me anything." "Liar." She looked at Jamie. "I want full custody of Aiden's trust fund. I want him moved into my house for recovery. And I want a public apology from both of you, or I'll make sure you never work again."

I broke down in their arms, the weight of everything crashing down on me all at once. They said nothing at first, just held me, their hands gentle as they rubbed my back. My mother whispered in a soft voice, “It’s okay, sweetheart. It’s okay.” I could barely speak through my sobs, but when I could, I said, “I’m divorced. Quinn... he’s back with his ex now. He doesn’t want me anymore.” My father’s face darkened. “That bastard.” My mother’s lips pressed together in a thin line. “We’ll take care of it, Vanessa. Don’t worry. We’ll make him pay for this.”