I Will Not Expect Anything From My Ungrateful Father Novels & Stories

Yet, to Mom, I was now just an ungrateful burden. The true regret, I realized, was mine. Why was I condemned to grow up in such a family? It wasn't riches I craved, but the warmth and affection of caring parents. "If that’s what you think of me, I have no power to change it. However, I've upheld my responsibilities as your daughter. If you persist with these unreasonable demands, I will not give in." My voice was tinged with a cold resolve, a testament to my dwindling patience. Their relentless expectations had become too much for me to handle.

growled dad. Ungrateful? That's quite a heavy word and... a bit funny. As I take a step forward, my lips purse into a sneer. "I've never been ungrateful, Dad; raising me and providing for my needs are your obligations, have you forgotten?" I saw how their faces grew crimson with rage. They're restraining themselves from hurting me because of Alpha Luke. Yet, I am not like them. I held solid in my convictions and the cause I was fighting for. Respect will follow if they deserve it.

Can't you see that she is just worried about you. Ehh, you this ungrateful son of mine. Cross dad said Really! Me ungrateful son? Cross asked What? Are you not ungrateful? His father asked I don't think you know what you are saying because if we are to rate it on a scale of 10 you will be the ungrateful father here. Cross said to his father. How dare you talk to me in such a manner? His father asked him angrily. What dad? Does the truth hurt? He asked his father

I explained how I gave everything to support my daughter’s family, how I was alienated from their family, and how I discovered the rigged raffle box on New Year’s Eve. At the very end of the video, I said, “I don’t want sympathy, I just want the truth to be revealed. “A parent’s love is not an endless ATM. A child shouldn’t think of his or her parents only when money is involved.”

“My problem is you, Dad. First, you threw me out of your house and now you are here ? Why ? Last time I checked, this was my apartment, it’s under my name “. “You are so ungrateful” “What should I be grateful for exactly ? The insults that you threw at me ? Or the humiliation you put me through in front of your domestic workers ?”. My father glared back at me. “You very well deserved those insults because you know what you did. So you should be grateful because if it wasn’t for me then you would be rotting in jail by now, don’t ever forget that “. “I can never forget that, Dad. Do you want to know why ? Because you never let me forget it, you always remind me all the time about how you are t

"Why? Because your family is so respected and perfect they don't get criticized?" "No, you're wrong. My family is hard working and notorious that they don't deserve a fucking insult from a low-life filth like you!" This cunt really knows how to play with my buttons. But I'm sad to tell her that when she finds the self-destruct button, she's going down with me. “My father worked his ass off to get us where we are, just like his father did for him, and what I plan to do with mine. It’s a shame that your concupiscent father chose to let you down because he wanted to fuck some Russian whore.”

Me being gay. “I want to brag to them… tell them that you are the best grandfather in the world. But how am I supposed to even say a single of those words when you keep hurting me?” To release some of my anger, I exhaled deeply and gradually composed myself. “It’s not me who needed to grow up, Dad. It’s you and your expectations. You better change your goddamn monstrous attitude while you still have the chance. Otherwise, you'll regret this for the rest of your life.”

I again shouted when he still isn't moving nor talking after a minute of waiting for a word to escape his lips. What now? Do I need to wait until he's ready? I have don't own the fucking time in the world and he's not that special for me to wait for him. I can even leave him here and just close my ears for anything that he'll tell me. I bet all of that is just nonsense. Funny. He is a pussy. I can't believe mom loved a man like him. She's a fighter while this man doesn't deserve him. I can't even call him my father. I'm ashamed of people knowing that I have a coward as my father. I hope he knows that.

“I’ll never beg you. You may be our father by blood, but that’s the only thing you are to us. Your responsibility as a father to us was neglected years ago, it can even be said to be nonexistent.” His face twists in rage. “You ungrateful little brats,” he hisses. “You don’t understand. Everything I’ve done, I’ve done for you! To prepare you for what’s to come. And when the time is right, you’ll see it. You’ll understand. But until then...” He pauses, his eyes narrowing. “I’m going to make you suffer.”

Tears of frustration rolled down my face as I spoke angrily. "He made me feel worthless throughout my whole life. If not that I won a scholarship, I wouldn't have even attended college for the first two years. He never gave a flying fuck about me. He's such a worthless jerk and I hate him so much. Why did the heavens decide to make someone like him my father?"