Darling Dad Novels & Stories

she asks Tracy. "Yes," Tracy smiles. "Nick's dad is Daryl Harrison. "Wow! Really?" Denise smiles at me like it's Christmas morning and I just became her favorite present. Who knew dad's reputation was so widespread or so helpful? I just stare at her beautiful smiling face. "Can I see your portfolio?" Tracy asks.

My heart dropped through the floor. Standing in the doorway looking like he’d clawed his way out of hell… was Harlon Channer. My dad. My deadbeat, alcoholic father—wearing an oddly nice but outdated suit, his beard shaved in patches, his eyes red-rimmed, and his hair styled with too much mousse. He looked like the definition of please forgive me. “I invited him.”

I never wanted to disturb you. Thanks so much dad, you're a darling. Pastor Don :: have always been a darling my angel. Even when your mom was still here. You know that. Of course dad I do. Am sure mom will be proud and thankful to God for such a wonderful husband she had. Although she left us so soon. Am thankful to God for both of you dad. What could I have done without you two? My best support system ever. pastor Don:: And am proud of you too my angel, come give daddy a hug.

Cheng liyue, stroked her son's little head. With a smile on her lips, she said,. " Alright, didn't I tell you before? Back then, mommy didn't even know who your father was, so let's not search for daddy, okay?" " Mommy, I heard that it's popular now to have a Godfather. You wait, someday I'll find one to support you. " The little boy said with arms akimbo. After hearing this, cheng liyue burst out laughing. Looking at her little boy, she said. " No, mommy doesn't need you to find a Godfather!

Mum barked, slapping her knotted hands down on the table so hard Dad's sandwich rattled in his white ceramic plate. "Oh I dunno, maybe it's the fact that my parents think it's okay to sell off their fucking daughter to some drug lord for a fat check!" "Language!" I hissed reflexively, just as a huge wallop of smoke left Mum's ears as she pushed back in her seat. "Now now, no one's selling anyone off pumpkin, Darlene's doing what's best for the family-" Dad's easy voice soothed before Stella cut him off again as I glanced between the two of them, the sandwich frozen half way to my mouth.

Immediately, silence hovers in the car as Duncan drives in the night. >>> HIDALGO THIRD POVs <<< Standing in front of my father, he was shouting and raving angrily at my countenance while I stood expressionlessly without saying a word. We just arrived from the party after the chaos that was created in the party hall, a lot of the business partners were calling us but father ordered that no one should pick up the call! This was a huge blow to us, how come I never knew that Gabrielle a stripper? Not just a stripper but a popular one at that; this whole intense situation is confusing me and at the same time startling me.

Alex looks terrible—dark circles under his eyes, his hair unkempt, like he’s been shoving his fingers through it. “Anything you need to say to her, you can say to me first.” My dad’s right behind Alex. Alex’s lips tighten. He stops and pivots to face my father. “Okay.” He drags out the second syllable. “Don Giuseppe. I love your daughter—always have. And I think she cares about me, too.” My dad’s eyes narrow. I’m frozen, my legs rooted where I stand. “My daughter’s not dating a soldier,” my father says flatly.

Even though he was my dad's adopted brother , my father loved him more than anyone in the world , we all knew this . “ Are you okay ?” Ava asked me again . I knew what she was asking me about , she wasn’t asking if I was okay if my father was buried but if I was okay that I was standing a few meters away from him . The same man that had dumped my ass two years ago with the promise that he was going to return and he didn’t just for him to show up at my dad’s funeral. I was over him , I don’t just know why Ava still won’t accept the fact that I was done with that man .

she declared, poised to end the call and dismiss whatever scheme he had in mind. Jayden's voice stopped Ava just as she was about to hang up. " Hasn't he been acting strange lately? " he asked, concern lacing his words. Ava, taken aback, inquired, " How did you know? " Jayden's reply was calm yet revealing, " He's my father, isn't he? " A moment of silence hung in the air before Ava, her curiosity piqued, questioned, " So what do you want to tell me? "

Wendy’s eyes brimmed with tears, her face pale with fear, but she managed to offer him a trembling smile. “You’re the best, Dad,” she whispered before planting a kiss on his cheek. I shuddered at the sight, disgust curling in my stomach. If I had still been alive, I might have vomited right there. It all made sense now. Wendy wasn’t satisfied with being his daughter—she wanted to be his wife. My parents married early, so my father was only in his early forties. Thanks to his wealth, maintaining a youthful appearance wasn’t difficult for him.