Novel & Cerita Father I'll Take Care Of You

“Don’t worry Dad, I won’t do that again.” “That’s wonderful,” my father said with a relieved sigh. “Now I want you to promise me something. Promise me that you’re going to stay safe. No matter what. No matter what happens to you…you hear me? No matter what happens to you. I can’t lose you again. Not when your mother needs you the most right now. Please, I just…please, I can’t lose you again. Just…just be careful. Be safe. Please,” my father pleaded as tears began to form in his eyes.

I couldn’t think straight for a minute because of how bad my son was feeling. I heaved a heavy sigh before I spoke up to him gently, like a father should. I was a father now and it was time to start my fatherly duties. "I promised to take care of you and your mom Jayden.. I'll do that… I'll bring mom home and no matter what, she'll come back alive okay? Let me go get mom back to you. I love you!" I ended the call the minute I calmed him down. He wasn't the big issue right now, Abby was.

I spent a few days with my father ignoring all the calls from the jail, I was trying to get my head clear. My last night there, my dad put Jeremy to bed and fell asleep with him. I took Jeremy off of him and put him in his bed and put a blanket over my father. I was wide awake, since I’ve been here my dad has been doing a lot to help me out, he would let me sleep in and even got up for some night feedings.

If anything happens, dear father will cover for you. Love My Mommy The Most: !!! My dear father, you will surely regret your words. If you get into trouble, I will definitely protect you. After all, you are playing in my territory, you are a sideline, and I am the main event. If I get into trouble, I'm afraid no one will be able to protect me, unless Victor and Truman wipe out the FBI. The little boy in front of the computer showed an elegant smile and opened the chat group of the aberrant assembly.

“I don’t fucking care.” He stepped in until their faces were almost touching, the gun pressed against his chest now instead of his head. His next words came out low, almost calm. “I don’t fucking care. Hate me, love me—it makes no difference. I. Don’t. Care.” His father’s whole body shook with rage. Regan’s lips curled into a mocking smile. “You can’t even pull the trigger,” he said softly. “When you finally grow a spine, come find me, old man.”

“Promise me you’re gonna come back. Promise me you’re gonna take care of your son.” His eyes clouded, his head shook slowly, but I didn’t let him interrupt. “I’m sorry,” I breathed, my chest tightening. “I’m sorry I didn’t give you a chance to take care of him before. I’m sorry I didn’t let you be his dad. But you’re here now… and you’re gonna come back.” I swallowed hard, fighting the threatening tears, “Because if you don’t, I’ll have to explain to Leon that his father isn’t coming back. And I can’t do that. Not to him. Not to us.”

"Sir." I felt him stand behind me. "J-Just call me D-Dad, my b-boy." "Dad." He motioned him to take his hand and I gave him way to stand next to my father. "Y-You promised me, my b-boy. I want you to take care of my baby even when I'm gone." "I will, Dad." I looked at him when he nodded and smiled at my father. "Love her and please don't give up on her no matter what happens. She's is so stubborn but has a soft heart that could easily break."

His hand held onto mine and squeezed them tightly. “Then help me, Father, please save me. I can not end up this way!” I cried profusely on his feet, his hand went to my back and he pat me on the back. “I’m sorry for chasing you out, I was being foolish. I need your help. You are the only one who can help me now, you can’t let me die, father. You can’t let them do this to your child, not on your watch. It’s me Dad, your son Logan. Help me please.” I cried, I could see the tears gathering up in my father’s eyes as he squats.

The word was too heavy for him to say. I noticed his pale face and quickly interrupted. “Mr Huges assured us you will be fine. All you have to do now is take your medicine and rest properly” I assured, my tone filled with concern and love. “ You'll be fine” He did not speak. He just nodded, watching as my hands ran dutifully In love, trying to make him feel better. “ Tiara” Father immediately grabbed me with his shaky hands. “ Are you still supposed to care about me?”

He ran to the Alpha King, who stood to his feet as he hugged him. "I'm going to be a father, dad, a father," he cried out, and I stood there watching their interaction. "I'm happy, son. I'm happy for you," he said, his hands on his shoulders. Then he spared one look at me before he looked away, my heart beating heavily. I did my best not to stare into his eyes for too long; if I did, he would know. He would see into the depth of my soul, and he would know who I was.