Happy Heavenly Father's Day Mga Nobela at Kwento

Mr Davian smiles and leads the way to the dining table . They enjoy the meal amidst laughter , joy and happiness . Its long since they have been this happy . After his dad was flown for medication they never enjoyed life but kept praying for him and wishing him the best . But today they were happy . Suddenly a faint voice is heard over the speakers and they all look up . "My son , you have chosen well . Keep her and never let her go ." His father says . Mr Davian didn't expect this . The whole process was live and his father saw from the moment they walked in from their room.

The abruptness of his command left them stunned. In the past, my father would've been moved to tears by their performance, creating the perfect picture of familial love and forgiveness. Now, he seemed as detached as a spectator. I stepped forward to hand him a cup of warm water. He accepted it, took a sip, and his expression softened slightly. "You all know what happened yesterday. If it weren't for Wendy, I might not be here right now." My mother immediately wrapped her arms around me, and I patted her hand reassuringly.

Mason said and approached the man who comes down from the stairs, Mason hugged the man while the man that Mason just called dad messed up his hair. I immediately averted my eyes from them, I felt a little pain in my chest when I suddenly remembered the times when I can freely hug my father and my father would hug me back and look at me with admiration as if I'm the greatest thing that happened to him. I miss those moments when my dad would take me to the beach and we will create a sandcastle and I will cry every time the wave destroys our sandcastle. But I guess it will remain as a fragment of my past, I will never experience that again, I will never hug my father ever again. "Where's mom?"

He gave Evander a stiff bow before turning around and walking down the corridor. The moment Julian was out of earshot, Evander stepped closer, his shadow completely covering me. "You're already making friends on your first hour here." "He was my father's trusted lawyer," I whispered, keeping my voice low so the nearby executives wouldn't hear us. "Unlike everyone else in this building, he actually seems happy that I'm alive. Why are you acting like this? You look like you want to throw him out of the window."

I should be glad that my father is not coming back today. Thanks for reading. And I'm really sorry for the late update. Forgive me. Like and comment. :)

Good thing he isn’t here right now I’d clobber the fucker. “Thank you, thank you, thank you. I don’t know if I deserve all this or not.” My dad chuckled into the microphone. “I want to express my deepest gratitude for you all coming out today to celebrate this occasion with me. Because I want to celebrate.. I don’t want it to be a sad time .. but a happy one. A time for new beginnings and moving forward.. a time for a younger generation to catapult this amazing group of people into the future.” He said looking at me and smiling.

He was good and yet he was fucking sweet. If only daddy didn't have the same fucking surname I did, if only we were not bound to the same family... Two fingers penetrating my stretched pussy made it impossible for me to think. My right hand gripped his shoulder while my other hand grabbed his cock. "Shall I give you a hickey tonight, mhh?" He licked on my neck. "Fuck yes" I moaned as his fingers curled inside my pussy. "The one you gave me is fading away, Sunshine." "I will give daddy another hickey" he stopped kissing my neck and stopped to look at my face for seconds.

"Mommy, does daddy not want us any more?" Stacy held her phone tightly, looked at Harry, and answered her, "No." She comforted her daughter. "Really?" Stephanie's voice was filled with joy and excitement. "Mommy, I'm so happy. I'm not a child without a father. I have a father now. Mommy, I'm really happy. No one will say that I and my brother have no father anymore  Stephanie, who are you calling   No, let me see."

"Mom, the past is behind us. What matters is that I have you with me now. I'm happy, and I'll keep being happy." My father stepped forward, his eyes misty. He placed a firm hand on my shoulder. "Happy birthday, son," he said. I smiled at him. "Thank you, Dad." Then, under their gaze, I closed my eyes and made a wish for their health, for our family to remain whole, and for long-lasting happiness.

Shouldn’t I? “Thank you.” He hugged me again. “And thank you, too, lo… Ariadne. This… Today… This was an unexpected gift. Never in my wildest imagination could I think of having a son. And you … you to be back. My prayers were heard. This day couldn’t get any better!” Dad was overflowing with happiness. His smile was reaching his ears, and he reached his hand to take Mama’s, and she took it but looked at it skeptically.