Dear Dad Movie Novels & Stories

The moment I watched the video, I almost had an aneurysm. It'd been shot at the payment counter of Central Hospital, and a woman in her 30s, wearing a white coat, looked at the camera with red eyes. "Evan Stone, your father, Carl Stone, received treatment at our hospital. However, you secretly took him away and still haven't paid the remaining 246 thousand dollars in medical fees that you owe the hospital. "If you don't make the full payment, we'll have to cover it with money from our own pockets! Please, I'm begging you. We're just ordinary working people. Don't make things difficult for me!"

The room was beautiful king-sized bed with crisp white linens, a private bathroom with a rainfall shower, and large sliding doors that opened directly onto the shared deck. Lily flopped onto the bed dramatically. “Can you believe this place? It feels like we’re in a movie. I’m so glad you came with us, Mia. This trip would’ve been boring without you.” Mia set her bag down and smiled, though her thoughts were elsewhere. “I wouldn’t have missed it for anything.” Lily sat up, suddenly serious. “Hey… you’ve been acting kind of weird around my dad today. Everything okay between you two? Did he say something that bothered you?”

"Oh, he's not. It's a trick, isn't it? My father bribed you guys to lie to me so I would feel bad. He can be pretty dramatic sometimes." The officer made a sound that told me he was flabbergasted. "This is NOT a trick. Your father was involved in an accident yesterday night and was killed on impact. We were only able to identify him and contact you. Your father is dead, Miss." Your father is dead. My father was dead. Dad. Dad was dead? "You're lying," I said feebly. "Please tell me you're lying. I..." My breath caught in my throat. "I am not. I wish I was. Please make your way down to the state hospital."

My dad looks at me in question and I sigh. "She is his mate",my dad smiles big. "No shit,he states chuckling, that is awesome",Mia giggles. "What is happening Derek",her voice is groggy. "The ex council member is here for Debbie and Lucille ",she sighs. "How is she still alive?",my dad mumbles as a loud bang sounds on the door. When it opens men enter my mate's room. "Well this should be fun",I crack my neck. "Fuck yeah I need a good fight",my dad cracks his wrist.

"Dear, our daughters life is in danger, Lisa and Sara just told me what happened, what can we do,?_. Mom said to dad... "I don't know dear, but if I can sacrifice my life for my daughter I will, however we need to find a way for my father not to resurrect,".. dad voice falls quiet, I couldn't hear him again, I leaned again to the door, when I accidentally pushed my way Inside, in the midst of my parents, eyes, mom looks at me stunned and dad too had the same glance in his countenance at me. . "Kiara, what are you doing here,?" Dad move forward to me, " how long have you been listening,?*. He says..

"it's this one or no deal" ‎I could see the colour leave my dad's face as he swallowed hard. ‎"deal" the man then smiled and walked towards me . I was too stunned to move as his face became clearer I have never seen a man so good-looking that it's scary. ‎H stopped and looked at me from head to toe then, without a word , headed for the door. I watched my dad in awe as he tried to compose himself. ‎"Ok dad .. who the hell was that?"

she declared, clapping her hands like she'd just won the lottery. I stepped out of the car in front of Dad's office building. The massive Adriano Estates sign loomed above. Typical Dad—everything about him screamed opulence. Walking through the front doors, I was greeted with smiles and nods from familiar faces. Dad's office had always been a second home for Mom and me. On slow days, we'd come here just to pester him, our antics turning his workday into our entertainment. Twenty-four years later, nothing had changed. "Hello, handsome," I greeted Harry, Dad's ever-loyal secretary, with a playful smile.

Eli nodded, kissed her, drove off like a man who knew the next few hours could decide everything. Damian’s house was quiet when she arrived. The porch light buzzed faintly, a mosquito circling it like it didn’t know any better. She knocked once, then used her key — muscle memory from years of visits. “Dad?” she called, stepping into the hall. “In here,” came his voice, calm, even. He was in the kitchen, sleeves rolled, drying a glass he didn’t need to dry. He smiled when he saw her — the kind of fatherly smile that had smoothed over countless childhood scrapes. Tonight it looked like a mask.

She cried again. My dad was and is a father like no other. The only one in the million. Not because he was rich no. It was due to his love and character. We were too proud of him. He was our heaven but only to wake up one day that we ain't biological related. We went mad, especially me. I became the lost sheep. Thanks to my hubby here that l found myself again. I bowed that no one will replace my dad. Gavin Maina. Not because he was rich and famous that am afraid to live poorly,but because he was the best friend l grew up with and knowing. It's unfortunately he can't share today's happiness with me. With us. I would have liked it when l run to him. In his warm chest and give him a tight hugg

The medical report on the table reminded him that his daughter had died because of his prejudice. The famous actor went crazy. He stopped working and instead began to roam the streets asking every little girl that he came across to call him dad. I looked at him going insane and laughed, “Pathetic.” I had passed the age when I needed my father. He was no longer necessary for me.