Dear John Story Novels & Stories

Debbie paces around the room"John, we can't leave her like this, it's been 3 days now and the only thing I've done about the situation is to tye her up like an animal!" John watches her "What about that lady we met, the one who gave us the necklace?" " I couldn't get a hold of her, is like she just disappeared, l asked around but no one even knows her, I am losing my mind!!, she's my only child John, my only Child" she starts to cry

"Then tell your mama to make me your father!" My cheek became red? what is he doing? I never think about him like that and I can never replace John .he is... Oh! stop it Roya .who is john? He is nothing to me. if Richie wants a father then............. John's pov : I went to Africa for a business deal .it was a huge opportunity to expand my business more. I was there with my client. I feel so bored so went to a restaurant for lunch. when I spotted her.....

I said "and so what?, who cares" he replied " after lying to her for almost sixteen years, you just want me to wake her up one morning and tell her that her father wants to meet her. do you hear how crazy that is?, where the hell is your conscience john" I said " man has to do what he has to do to survive" he replied "why are you doing this john?" I asked " I have already answered that so deal or no deal" he said " I am not doing this john" I said

Out of curiosity, I asked Mommy about the scrap man because she was so complacent to be let into our yard. "Mommy, do you know him?" I was referring to the scrap man and Mommy got what I meant. “You know, hija, if there is someone you will be let into your yard, you must recognize them even by name. "John Dave is good at telling stories. I think he's a good boy, hard-working and working honorably. In the afternoon, he studies, "Mommy explained at length. "Ah, is that so? I don't know how hard he works, Mommy. "

John wrote back immediately after receiving it and also wanted Alexander's phone number, Alexander didn't give his mobile number, so the two still communicated by letter. A year and a half later, Alexander was touched by her sincerity, and the two met for the first time, exchanged phone numbers, and confirmed their love affair. Alexander always thought that although their love was not like other people showing affection, it still passed various tests. Alexander couldn't help but smile bitterly. "When did it start? Does love die little by little?" he whispered to himself. John graduated from a top university, got a very good job, and his annual salary was over 100,000 dollars within a few yea

"How long were you stuck?" "Six hours," John said, shaking his head. "The building super had already gone home for the weekend. I had no cell service in the shaft. I ended up sitting on a stack of mortgage deeds eating a melted candy bar I found in my coat pocket until the night guard heard me banging on the metal gate with my shoe." I laughed, setting my spoon down. "That is terrible." "It was awful," John said. "What about you? What's your worst work story? And you can't say Jenkins Holdings."

SLOANE “What do you mean if your father did what my father did? What did he do?” I ask. Technically, John is not my father in any sense. That man is dead to me. But Lian doesn't need to know that. I watch her laugh before clamping her Cece & co powder shut. “Just keep your fragile self away from Ian. You can't handle what chaos he brings. I can and you know it.” I'm about to give her a piece of my mind when the door shakes and Kade’s voice echoes on the other side,

john replied "I think you're from a rich family, because your clothes are so expensive and your accessories were also so expensive" the middle aged man replied "so, this is the truth that money is the biggest enemy, that's the reason why I got attacked by someone and ended up here, my family might be thinking that I'm dead or they might be thinking that I abandoned them selfishly" john replied "no your loved ones always believe in you, when you remember the past then you'll meet your family, I think you'll forget me then" middle aged man caressed John's hair and said "you're also like my son dear, how can I forget you? even if I meet my family, your place can't be taken by anyone, you'll be

She pouted. "Mami, I don't care. All I know is I want you to pack our bags before I return." He snapped. "Someone is on his period" She whispered waving hand at the friendly receptionist. After packing the bags up, she opened the curtains. Looking at the busy street, she will miss taking tea while hussain is hugging her behind. She sighed softly, this is not how she wanted her vacation to end. She wanted to leave a memory behind and now all the memory she will leave behind, is that of her husband fighting his brother.