Father I Don T Want To Get Married Novels & Stories

They seemed to sparkle with so much love that my throat tightened; still, I had to continue. “But,” I inhaled, holding his eyes because it was almost maddening not to do so. “I understand your need to have a child that bears our genes, to have someone that contains my DNA because, honestly, it is the best." My poor attempt at a joke was thankfully received, and his lips twitched. “And it is selfish for me to only think of myself when we are married. It is a partnership just like you said." I gathered air in my lungs, steadying myself for what I was about to say. “However, you are right, and I will think of it seriously in the next ten years.”

my father says and I look at him worried. “I'm not getting married, Father.” I say firmly and that freezes my father more. “Rain, I know that what happened is something hard, but, not getting married is too big a measure for a problem that will soon cease to be one.” my father says and I deny. “I promise I'll be the best alpha in the pack. I will not have a breaking point and I will always be working to make the herd extraordinarily strong, but, don't ask me to get married. I don't want to be the center of attention, where everyone will speculate if the same thing is going to happen as with Lake or that man is not going to reject me.

tell me why you want to marry my daughter does it for money. me:- she was my very good girlfriend and I want to marry her because I love her and understand her. father:- love is not the reason to get married if you don't have 100 million dollars then I reject you. amelia:- how I can marry someone who is a stranger. father:- tell me how can you marry someone who is that useless, bigger, greedy, worthless and piece of shit. I reject him already and I am your father don't talk back. I didn't give you this kind of sacrum. and now you get out from my office

Father looked at me intently for several seconds after Fred was out. "So? You're not gonna say anything?" I broke the silence with impatience. "What do you think you're doing?" Father asked me. "What are you thinking bringing a man to my place to get married to?" "Because that's what I want and you said I should let you know before I make any decisions," I said with a shrug, seeing no big deal with it. "I love him and I want to get married to him." "What nonsense are you speaking?" Father shot at me. "You are not getting married to him."

Commitment, relationships, marriage is not my thing, I am afraid of these words more than anything. I know who I am. I am my father’s son. Whatever my father represents through him, I tried hard to swallow all of these in me. I am not going to let him down. I never did. I never will. If he wants me to get married, I fucking get married. And I will stay loyal, work on this marriage as my dada did with his wife. I will be everything that a husband requires, but I know I can’t love her. Love is not on the plate in this marriage.

Is he some kid or what to go and complaint that some person is not talking to him. “Why do I even want to talk to him when I just don’t like him?” I asked him frowning. “You should not talk about your future husband like that.” Dad replied. “I didn’t get any nightmares today in my sleep that Sid is my future husband Dad.” I said rolling my eyes. “What?” He asked confused. I took a deep breath and said “Dad! I don’t like Sid and I don’t want to marry him. I like someone else. Just stop all these non-sense talk about him being my future husband or something.”

I have tried my best to get that father and son relationship and since they don’t want it , I am just going to play and act dumb , till I get all the things that I really want . My father didn’t like me and that is something that I am so sure of . If he loved me that much then he wouldn’t think of marrying my ex the moment he finds out that I had fucked that girl , he should have been on his knees running , but no , my father could be a pest if he wanted to and I know that he just wants to show me that he actually doesn’t care about me . The things that he do , actually do not matter to me , I have so many things that I could think of and allow but the last one that I will never allow is me

"I mean well you haven't like spoken to me since the last time we talked and... and you've been pretty upset about everything" "I've been busy with work and everyone is pissing me off", he said calmly. I sighed relieved, yay. "okay". He poured me a glass of orange juice and got himself a glass of wine. I took a sip. "So my dad wants us to get married tomorrow". I half choked half spat out the drink. "I know I know, it's not happening. The thing is my father doesn't believe our whole story that I'm in love with you and all, he knows me too well, so he actually wants to see us get married to believe it.

“I don't want to get remarried, Dad, that's it!” “You should have a specific reason for not wanting to get married Adams, weren't you the one who was excited about this wedding taking place before, I mean think about everything, what will people say, I already told all my friends about your wedding, think about Helen and her parents, this will be a disaster.” “Well I don't care about any of that mother, and I certainly don't care whether this will be a disaster or not, or care about what people will say or not say. I'm not getting remarried and that's final!” He snapped before leaving for his room.