Dang It Grandpa นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Damien puts his arm around me, "You were right. I will never doubt you again." Grandma nods, "You better not. I'm sure you haven't had her mad at you yet, but you don't want to see us mad." Damien agreed, "I've seen her mad at other people. I don't want to ever make her mad at me." Grandma smiled, "That's a good boy. But you will make her mad at some point. The best way to deal with us is to just let us bitch about it and leave us alone to let us work through it." Grandpa wakes up with a smirk on his face and says, "Or just nibble on her mark a little." Grandma giggles, "That's a temporary fix. The damn mate bond gets in the way of our anger, but it doesn't stop it." Grandpa smiles, "But it'

Then both my grandfather and father came into my room as their forehead twisted at me. "Son, talk to your son, I just asked for a grandson but he shouted at me" she moaned as she hugged Daddy. I took a deep breath and looked at them. "Leyla, do our last wish baby... We want to see a little prince or a princess before we die" Grandpa started acting. This time I just scratched my forehead, why is everyone here at home good at acting? Grandma and Grandpa are stronger than Buffalo sometimes they hang out at the club even though they are old

Daniel snapped, swatting the butler’s hands away as he struggled to his feet, still holding his bleeding nose. “You just sat there, Dad! You didn’t stop him when he insulted Mom! And you, Grandpa, you let it happen!” “How could I interrupt when you insulted his wife’s father by calling him a peasant?” Grandpa Vladimir retorted, making Daniel scoff and shake his head.

Wow, they are all reeking of utter desperation. "Darn you, Vornt! Why are you such an indestructible parasite? I swear that if anything happens to my grandson, I will hunt you down and shred you to unrecognizable pieces. I will cremate you and scatter your ashes in the most desolate lands! I spit on you!" Grandpa sure knows how to swear!

Grandpa said Daddy used to be good to Mommy, and gentle with her. But after he became the Don, everything changed. Does being the Don turn you bad? But Grandpa didn’t turn bad, so I didn’t understand. “Grandpa, why don’t you go back and be the Don again? I hate them. They got Mommy killed. I want to...” I tipped my face up, not knowing how to say it. I only knew I was angry, but I couldn’t get it out. Grandpa said, “Revenge. The word you’re looking for is revenge.”

'Soph's baby, it's gone! "Grandpa!"

grandpa said while his gaze was fixed at his plate and his voice was stern. "It's Saturday today grandpa." "Last Saturday you didn't even show up at home," he replied sarcastically munching his food. "Ignore, he is just being grumpy," Dhriti whispered to me. Thank God my sister makes things easier for me always. "I heard you, pumpkin." grandpa said. Frowning she said "So what? You should let my brother eat peacefully." "Yeah, You only love your brother." grandpa said dramatically making a pout. Muffin was smiling looking at the banter between grandpa and little one.

"Keep going!" "I dare you!" I shot back, my voice like ice. Tessa froze, stunned by the fire in my eyes. Bianca seized the moment, fake-crying. "Mom, look at her! A nanny means more to her than I do!" Tessa's rage reignited. She grabbed the stick and swung again. "I'll teach you respect, you ungrateful wretch!" I shielded Candace, bracing for impact, when a deep, commanding voice thundered from the entrance. "Who dares lay a hand on my granddaughter?"

Stealth mode, grandpa style. “Grandpa!” I squeak, quickly standing. I rush to him and give him a big hug. He hugs me right back, but mid hug, he lands a playful but firm swat on my backside. “Don’t you ever make your grandmother cry again,” he growls. “She’s been sniffing into tissue paper for two days straight. Thinks you hate her.” “I don’t!” I blurt. “It wasn’t like that at all!”

Grandpa Holston shouted as he raised his hand and hit Daniel “You big fool…. Oh my!!! How could I have such a stupid grandson?” “Grandpa stop hitting me…” Daniel cried feigning pain as he saw Grandpa Holston panting from over exertion. “Why am I a fool?” “What else should I call you?” Grandpa Holston shook his head regretfully. “Grandpa what do you mean?” Daniel looked at Grandpa Holston in confusion. He had a guess in his heart that he didn’t want to acknowledge.