I Will Not Expect Anything From My Ungrateful Father นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"And don't expect me to save your business. Because guess what? I don't need you to take care of me and, I promise you, I'll be in the front row, enjoying my popcorn as I watch it all burn down to the ground." Dramatic? Maybe a little. But it's the damn truth. "You're an ungrateful shit," he snarls. It's nice to know I can get under his skin just as easily as he can get under mine. "Good luck saving your empire, Dad. Because I am not marrying Finley Mennetti." My father heaves out a sigh. "Then Desmond is going to crush us all. It's over." "Not my problem." I'm done. Turning on my heel, I head for the door.

How could you stoop so low? Her father shrugged dismissively. ‘If the papers are willing to pay, let’s give them a story, that’s what I say.’ Grace turned away, distaste almost choking her. ‘You have no morals. You are a greedy, sad little man who isn’t even prepared to put the effort into making an honest living.’ ‘And you’re so high and mighty!’ Her father’s temper finally exploded and he stepped towards her, his expression ugly. ‘Why should I take a lesson on manners from a thick, stupid girl who can’t even add up?’

Everything was just so damn funny. I’ve suffered in their hands for nothing, I had thought better days were coming—that there would be a day my mother would come to love me and see me for me. But I don’t think that day will ever come, she won’t love me and the earlier I accept the better for me. “It’s alright,” I sniffed. “Since I’m not welcomed here and I am a nuisance, the daughter you do not want, the failure….” Father cut in. “I said that’s enough Genevieve!” He got up on his feet.

"Blood is thicker than water, you know. I might have left at a time that u shouldn't have, but I am back now, and I have straightened up things with my father." They look at each other, confusion registered ontgrur ugly faces. "What were you two expecting, huh? That my own father would stay mad at me forever? Sorry, the good news is, his love for me is way much stronger than anything in this world. So, cancel all the celebrations you had organized." "But at least he knows what kind of a daughter you are. An ingrate who doesn't appreciate the beauty of what you have. I bet he will think thrice before I'm trusting to again."

"You know what, dad? I wish you're the one died not mom! I wish you are laying in that pit not her!" I receive a hard slap from my father, enough to shut me up and made me realized what I just said. "I never become a good father, I know that. But carrying an unbelievable resentment towards me wasn't good, Andrea. I have lot of shortcomings as a father, but can you at least understand me?" I shook my head slowly, "It's too late. You already wrecked my life and that was enough reason for me to despise you, even though you were my father."

He bitterly declares, "No one does, you are only acknowledged because everyone pities you" That was the last straw to hold on cause the next, I pushed myself up and stood in front of him while wiping my tears, inhaling sharply to not let his resentment get me. "And you know what, Papa?" I breathed, "If I am pathetic, blind, and always seek pity then you are also a pathetic excuse as a father". "Even I deserve better than you " I scoffed, scampering away while sniffing and letting my tears drench my cheeks.

he screams again. I fall down on the dirty ground with exhaustion. I look at the dust as it rises and I know I have messed up again . I don't know what to say . I always mess up and I will never live up to my fathers expectations. I can't lie to myself , I hate this man with all my life. "Get the fuck up! "he bellows as he looks at me with his red crimson eyes. He still has the cigarette in his mouth and releases a long puff as he waits for me to rise up.

" Don't you dare be so ungrateful" I would make sure my father doesn't see anything good about the woman. She is just so worthless. "C'mon dad, let's be truthful here. What has she ever done right? You too say it boldly if you can". " She did all she could, girl!" "What a failure of her best did she. No one needs it. I'm result crazy. What is the essence of the so-called best? What has the so-called best gotten us?" I paused so that my father could give his answer. But then, my father couldn't say anything. He just watched me.

It was unbelievable discovering that the only person available connected to me by blood was birds of the same feathers with my best friend turned enemy. I let out a sigh, climbing into the car. Then, I remembered I had to prepare for tomorrow's show as I was one of the featured models for the show and I needed to prepare my best for the show. The thought of the show was nothing but a distraction to distract myself from the fact that I just got disappointed by my own Father. I really expected something better. Though I expected worse at the same time, the worse I expected was way better than this worse I got. It's all good. Anyway, I have been living and surviving all these while without a Fa

"All Chase wants to do is love you like no other and this is how you treat him. He has been nothing but good to you from the start and this is how you repay that. He gives you everything that you could possibly want in life. How could you be so ungrateful?" "Ungrateful?!?! Yvette, ungrateful? What do I have to be grateful for? He doesn't love me. He cheats on me and he fucking hurt me. Do you see these?" I whisper yelled at her before pulling up the long sleeves of my dress up. She didn't look surprised, she didn't even look upset for me. Her eyes were nothing but cold. "You obviously did something to deserve it." My father firmly announced. I couldn't believe my ears, he truly believed that