Novel & Cerita Father I'll Take Care Of You

“Just show them that you really want this. Be persuasive. And for Luna’s sake, be polite.” I swallowed thickly, then I nodded. If Tyler was being this serious about this, then I needed to take it seriously too. “I’ll be careful,” I said. “And when I come home tonight, I’m going to make you study your ass off.” He laughed, though neither of us really found it that funny. It just felt more reassuring to try and be optimistic about the situation. “Dad will take care of you,” he said. “He’s good at these kinds of things. That’s why they haven’t been able to get rid of him for years.”

He said. "I'll do anything for you." He said this and I did a 360° even though I was physically seated on the ground. "I promised your father I'll take good care of you." He added and I felt my bubble burst. He's not doing it for me, he's doing it for my father. "And while you're here, I'm your guardian so if anyone is bothering you, you have to tell me." He said. "Nobody is bothering me." I said as I tried to sound believable.

`Thank you for today; I will be going to bed now. He smiled. `It's my duty as your father to ensure that you and my grandchildren are well taken care of. I have told you that you don't need to stress yourself or worry about feeding, clothing, or shelter. We`re the Roberts family, and we always take care of our own, okay? `Thank you, Dad,` I replied, hugging him.

His father said calmly to me. "I'm really sorry dad, I just want to take care of our baby because I have doubts about entrusting him to others.I should be the one to take care of him as his mother," I replied to his father. "I understand you but think of yourself as well. My grandson can't lose you" his father said emphatically. "I already told you about it but you didn't listen.You are stubborn!"he said,emphatically. "Stop preaching,son,it's not really good for her,"his father said to him.

In those quiet moments, I whispered promises of love and protection to our unborn child, vowing to be the best father. "Isla," I whispered, my voice filled with tenderness, "our baby will be safe, surrounded by love, and cherished beyond measure. As their father, I promise to devote every moment to their happiness and well-being. We will raise our child together, and no matter the challenges, love will always guide us through."

"I want you to take care of someone." "Someone? Who is it?" He sighs and places his hand on her face before he caresses the side of her cheek with his thumb, "It's my mother. She um...She has dementia so, she has not been well. I have gotten her severalbcaretakers but they didn't stay for long. Some would come when they hear the amount of payment but will quit after staying for a short time. She's all I have got and.." He looks down as he licks his lower lip as if hesitating to continue. Then he swallows hard and raise his head up. "I really hope you can take care of her for me Kemi. You don't have to be scared of my father, he doesn't know you physically and would think you are just someone

"Are you there son?." "Yes Dad, the company is fine. Don't worry, I will take care of it." "Are you sure? If you need my help you can just tell me, I will get everything done for you." "No Dad, you've made me the CEO of this company and its my responsibility to take care of it during a time like this. So don't worry, everything will be fine." "Okay son, if you say so." "So, I was thinking of something.." His voice trailed off.

And he caught me already. "Yes, Dad. Well, let me go now. I will inform you once I reach there. I will try to get home before I return. Take care of yourself and most importantly if you feel chest pain, immediately call the doctor. If you can't hold the phone then use your voice command. Did you get me?" I ordered him somehow. "Yes, Mother. I will. Please, take care of yourself. I'm gonna miss you." I leave my chair and hug him. He is the father figure I always missed.

"I already told you—I just want to take care of you. It doesn’t matter if we’re together or not. I still want to have a place in your life. Whether you see me as a friend, family—whatever it is—I just want you to know that you can always count on me. When things get difficult when you feel like you’ve reached the end of the road and you need someone to push you forward, someone to give you strength... I want to be that person for you, I want to be that phone call." His voice is filled with sincerity, but it only makes me angrier. "Even if we won’t be together," he continues, "if you decide we’re not meant to be, I will always take care of you. And I think Robert would have liked that too….."

“You don’t understand what you’re doing just by standing there, by answering him like that, by smelling the way you do. You’re not just some girl to him. You’re a problem. You’re a temptation. And you’re walking straight into it.” “He’s your father,” I whispered. “Exactly. “And you’re mine.” He stepped back then, finally giving me space, his expression hard and unreadable as he looked me over one last time. “Go,” he said. “Go see what he wants. But don’t forget who touched you first.” “What the fuck are you saying, Lucian?” The words came out before I could stop them. “He’s your father,” I said. “Lucian, he’s your father. You can’t just say things like that like this is a game or some power