Novel & Cerita Leaving Him To His Own Devices

Before leaving, he very clearly stated, “I will take care of all your homeschooling needs later. Just stay at home. If you need anything, just buy it online. Or you can let me.” Because I was in a phase of frustration at the level of hell, I just ignored him while still staring at the television in the living room. When the car roared away from the trunk, my eyes were watering because I did not want to close them. I rubbed my eyes, and then moved in a hurry. All windows have thick bars, so there has no way I had cut it using only cheap pliers. Anyway, Gran will find out later.

He was leaving me in this big house all to myself. “You are going out?” I asked, eyes widening. He stopped and glanced my way. “Yes, is there a problem?” He queried. I bit down on my lower lip as I took a step back. “What am I supposed to do while you are away?” I asked him. He stopped to glance at me again, the corners of his lips tugging upward. “Figure it out because you will be alone most of the time.” He deadpanned before walking away, leaving me standing there and blinking at myself.

he glanced at everyone in the room before looking at his mother again, “I would have stayed home. I’m old enough to know what I want and make my own decisions.” Vivian leaned into her mother, sobbing harder now. “I don’t need the family money either.” He adjusted his suit and stormed out of the dining room. Margaret and Robert kept calling after him but he kept walking. Sianna pushed her chair back and ran after him. “Wait, wait!” she called out, and when she finally caught up to him she was breathing hard. Alex turned around. “Are you going to be okay?” Alex nodded. “Yes. Don’t worry about me. Now go back inside, I have things to deal with.“​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

I’m done with it. “I do, Dad. But I can make my own future. It doesn’t have to be dictated by you. What you’re doing has to stop. I’m tired of you controlling my life. I’m an adult, for God’s sake. I know what’s right and wrong. I’m capable of making my own decision. If you wanna take over or stop the operation of LH, so be it. Do what makes you happy, but you have to leave me alone.”

Something didn't just seem right, but he wasn't having it. “She must leave.”

He studied it carefully, then looked at me with a mix of pride and frustration. “You could have let me help,” he said, voice low. “At least with better equipment.” I shook my head firmly. “No,” I replied softly but with steel in my voice. “This is mine, Calder. I need to do this without anyone’s money or influence. Especially not yours. I have to know I can stand on my own.” He stared at me for a long moment, his jaw working. I could tell he wanted to argue, to take control like he always did. But eventually, he exhaled and nodded once.

"But I can't rely my well-being only on you. It won't be fair for neither of us. There's a lot of things I need to figure out on my own, that I need to fix. And I need to do this by myself." "B-but t-this doesn't have to be a goodbye." I muttered resting my forehead against his. "Even with the distance, with the fight... I'm sorry. I am. And if you say nothing's happened with Trish, I believe you. We can still make this work..." "Hailey." he sighed through his nose, his head tilting so our breaths mixed and it all felt all the more painful. It was as if he was slipping away when he was right there. Close enough to touch but impossible to keep. He was leaving me behind. Way behind. Where I co

It just dawned on him as I turned to leave. “Keep things tight here,” I told him. “No one moves alone. That’s your own rule.” I looked in the direction I had to go. “What if it’s a trap?” he asked. “I…” I hesitated. I shook my head. “I don’t know, but I think I need to do this on my own.” “You don’t make sense.” “I know,” I said in frustration. “Go,” I told him. He looked like he was about to argue.

I kept expecting him to bid me goodbye and leave, but Thane didn't seem like someone going anywhere soon. "Aren't you leaving?" I was finally forced to ask. "It's late." "No, I'm not," he said simply. "What if something happens to you when I leave?" "I'm fine. You're not on daddy duty. You can go home." He ignored me, standing up instead. “I’m not taking chances.” He walked to the dusty TV stand, pulled it closer, and fiddled with the remote. After a few clicks, nothing but static filled the screen. His brows furrowed.

“How old are you?” “Nineteen. And it’s a big deal actually.” He folded his arms so his arm muscles became pronounced. I shook my head. “I’d have to leave now. I’m not telling you to help us kill your dad, but don’t stop us. It will be best if you leave.” He was rooted to the ground as I left. When I was miles ahead, I turned and saw him seated on a rock, eating the snacks, and screaming while talking to himself.