Godly Stay Home Dad Novels & Stories

Half a month later, Dad was released on bail. Although the court of public opinion still stood against him, his wealth and influence allowed him to hire the best legal team. To salvage his image, Dad decided to throw a grand fifteenth birthday party for Callie. He invited celebrities from all fields and even the media. On the surface, it was to celebrate Callie's birthday. But in reality, it was to showcase his image as a loving father and clarify the child abuse rumors. "See how well I treat my stepdaughter, so why would I abuse my own flesh and blood?"

Mas mabuting gumawa siya ng magandang trabaho bilang isang yaya, dahil siguradong babantayan siya nito sa kanyang bawat hakbang. Tinapunan ni Austin ng palihim na tingin si Ellie, ngunit pagkatapos ay nagkunwaring wala siya roon. Direkta niyang kinausap ang kanyang ama. “Naku, Dad, akala ko napag-usapan na natin ito. Hindi ko kailangan ng isang yaya. Ako ay ganap na may kakayahang pangalagaan ang aking sarili. Ikaw at si Ate Melda ay higit pa sa sapat para sa akin."

Today was literally one the best days of my life. "Well, I would like to thank God for all of you here with me today," Dad started as he lifted a glass of champagne. "There's absolutely nothing like family. Family is always the best. Family should always come first. Whatever difficulty we may be having in this life, with family, it becomes a lot easier. Infact, it becomes the easiest thing to scale through, with family. I'm grateful for each and everyone of you...and if there's something I would like to wish for, it will be long life. Long life so we could get to be together even when we're all gray and old."

When I look up, they look away. I feel like a goddamn pariah, but it's my fault. Dad says people will forget once another scandal pops up. But it’s been almost a year. The older crowd still watches me like I’m a cautionary tale. I lean toward my father. “Maybe I should just work from home.” He looks at me like I said something stupid. “Fuck these people. You’re an owner. You had a lapse in judgment. Shit happeneds. You’re fixing yourself. You haven’t crossed a line since. They’ll get over it.”

He's such an attention slut. " You didn't have to trip me. What is it?“ " Dad is coming home this weekend. Mom wants us to be there for a little dinner party.“ Dad works at some oil drilling company off shore. He's almost never home, but when he is, mom cooks a feast and invites all her friends. Where she brags about her amazing and brilliant son, Archie. Archie's trophies, his wonderful girlfriend. Everything. "I'll probably have some party on Saturday. Tell her I love her but I can't make it.“

Meanwhile, Wythe, sitting in the shopping cart beside his dad, decided to offer Lambert some advice. "Dad, do you know why Mom hasn't forgiven you yet?" Lambert glanced at Wythe while picking out vegetables. "Why? Did your mom say something to you?" "Of course not. But I think your approach is the problem!" Wythe replied with a serious expression. Lambert raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "What do you mean?" "Oh, Dad, you're a boss, not a stay-at-home dad. Acting like one isn't going to help!" Lambert couldn't help but smile as he lightly tapped Wythe's head. "Where do you get all these ideas? Haven't I told you to watch less TV?"

“Aria, my daughter. I know when you read this letter, I am no longer in this world. I want you to know that I love you. After your mom died, I was so hopeless. I didn't know what to do. I wanted to kill myself too. But you held my hand that day, showing me your lovely smile. You're the reason why I chose to live. You will always be my little Aria. I saw you grow up and I’m so happy. I love you more than everything in this world. I’m sorry for everything. I’m sorry for being busy and not being able to talk to you. I’m sorry for everything, Aria. I love you. Please take good care of yourself. I just hope your stepmom will take good care of you when I’m gone. Please be careful always. Do not tr

Grace said, looking so surprised. "There are going to be other epic nights; this won't be the last," I said before excusing myself. I know how difficult it must be for Grace to see me like this, but I just don't have time for any partying right now. I was on my way home when Dad called to invite Grace and me over to the house later in the day. He does this occasionally; I guess he wants to make up for the lost times. Since I had nothing to do with Mace anymore, he let my dad go. Dad decided to stay back in New York; he rented an apartment nearby, and he also works in a small accounting firm here in New York. I was kind of glad he was finding his footing once again. I know I detest Mace, but

Dad said and patted my shoulder before leaving Dy’s office. I nodded my head in silent agreement and tried to calm myself down. I love you so much, Jax. I swear to make your wait more than fruitful. You just turned into my very own personal God and no one and no power can ever stop me from loving my God unconditionally.

"The merger is nearly finished. Focus on your work, not wasting energy running back and forth after meaningless things." "If you fall, no one will clean up your mess." Ethan fell silent under his father's stare. Embarrassment at being called out so bluntly burned his cheeks, mixing with the leftover alcohol. His bold, drunken advances suddenly felt childish and ridiculous. "You're right, Dad." "I'll stay on top of the merger." Alexander looked away. "Go home. Come back when you're sober." With that, he turned and walked away. Ethan stood there, drained and humiliated, like all the strength had been sucked out of him.