My Daughters Boyfriend Mga Nobela at Kwento

If I was going to be involved in his life, I had to know what I was up against. “What’s a boyfriend?” Luc tilted his head to the side, and I couldn't help but chuckle when Amara’s questions came tumbling to the front of my mind. She had looked exactly the way he did right at the moment, and I concluded right there and then that maybe it was a toddler thing! I glanced outside to find Kenya deep in conversation with whoever was on the other end of the line. "A boyfriend is..." I rubbed my suddenly sweaty hands and searched for the best possible answer. "-he is mommy's special friend. He takes care of Mommy and you, he buys Mommy flowers..."

I said, “And for the umpteenth time, I am not transferring there. I like this place. I purposefully chose here because I wanted a change of environment. Also, I want to know more about your new boyfriend, mum.” I could hear the smile in her voice as she spoke, “Like I said earlier, his name is Hugh. We met on a flight to London some months back. He lives in California and that's basically it. “Is he a divorcee?” “Yes. But he doesn't have kids,” She replied before something dinged on the other end, “Sweetheart, I have to go now. Hugh is calling.” I could hear the giddiness in her voice. “Abandoning your daughter for your boyfriend, huh?” I joked.

his dad retorted. "Too bad he loves it," Dylan fired back with a smirk. "My boyfriend actually likes me like this..." His dad scoffed loudly and then walked out of the room. "Your boyfriend?" Michael’s voice crackled through the phone, sounding a bit uncertain and shaken. Dylan nodded. "Yeah, Dad knows about us..." he replied casually, watching Michael’s eyes widen in surprise. "What? What did he say? Did he—" "He’s cool with it, alright? Now hurry up and get back to San Diego. The girls are all lining up to be with me," Dylan teased, but Michael frowned at the comment.

Phoebe said. “Where are you?” Wayne asked. “I’m at a hotel!” Phoebe answered. Wayne connected the dots on his own. He was immediately startled. An image of a man waiting outside the bathroom while his daughter showered inside appeared in his mind. Any father would feel aggrieved at the thought that the daughter he had put in so much effort to raise was stolen by someone else. “Is he… Your boyfriend?” Wayne asked. “Huh? Dad, what are you saying? Of course not! I wouldn’t have any interest in him! He’s my best friend’s boyfriend,” Phoebe said.

I grabbed my phone and started searching the internet about this Cesar Moreno. "Well, well, looks like the little rat caught herself an heir! Look at this!" I was surprised by what I discovered about my little daughter's boyfriend. He wasn't just rich, he was filthy rich. Compared to him, the money my father-in-law left - that damned old man - was nothing, and that was already quite a lot. With this man, that idiot would have a very good life. Not to mention that the way he defended her, it was obvious he was in love with her. She would have a perfect little life if she stayed with him.

I managed to say as tears cascaded down my face in large torrents. "And I'd just do it without giving it a second thought. I wouldn't have a child and allow him or her act stupidly in front of me, especially my daughters. Now before I say jack Robinson, I want you out of here at once. I'll be back in twenty minutes and I expect you to have your bags ready already…" he ordered, puffed some air, after which he fixed his gaze af where my boyfriend was. "So you're the young man who thinks he's daring enough to want to date my daughter and not only that, you also want to elope with her?" His voice roared like thunder.

I explained and he nodded, finally stretching his hand. "Caleb Matthias, the supposed deadbeat father" He joked as I accepted his handshake. "Mackenzie Howard, your son's ex girlfriend. I'm guessing you are not really a deadbeat father" I forced a smile cursing Daniel inside my head. That jerk fed me lies. His handshake lingered and he furrowed his brows staring at me, I was wondering what I had done wrong when he said. "Nice perfume" I blushed at the compliment, I didn't even know what to say to him so I nodded.

And I don’t think he wants me to be his daughter either. Forcing myself to stay calm, I plastered a neutral expression on my face and replied, “Let’s see, Mom. I’m a bit tired. I need to rest.” I stepped ahead, eager to leave her presence, but something made me pause. I turned back to her, chewing the inside of my cheek. “Um… where’s your boyfriend?” I asked, my tone casual but the question sharp. Mom answered me while taking another bite, “His best friend came after so long to meet him. I think he’ll be late.”

"She is going on a date tonight." Jace swallowed his soda loudly and dropped the can on the counter with a thud. I was sure that wasn't intentional. Luckily no one seemed to notice. Not even his mother who joined in the conversation. "Do you know Evan, Jace?" he went ahead. "I need to know my daughter's first boyfriend is good for her." "Dad, for the tenth time he is not my boyfriend! It's just a date." "Mayers? Yeah," Jace nodded. "I know him. He is... he's okay."