Novel & Cerita My Husbands Dad

Chapter 2 Two weeks ago The past two weeks have been the happiest days of my life. Waking up each day to behold my handsome husband sleeping next to me on the bed while having his arm around my waist has been the best feeling so far. If only every woman out there is lucky to have a replica of Alex as their husband, then no one would suffer the pain some women do suffer in marriage. Alex is perfect for me, and the best man in the world.

In truth, I should probably thank Dennis. If he hadn't lied to me, I wouldn't be who I am now. Just then, my phone rang. It was Raymond McMillan, Dennis's father. "Anna," he said, his voice warm and familiar, "are you coming back to Veldere soon? Once you're back, you can finally become my daughter-in-law." My heart skipped a beat. For him to say something like that… it meant he didn't know. He didn't know that Dennis was already with someone else.

"He did? What about?" "Asked if he could stop by next week to discuss some investment opportunities. Said he had some ideas that might interest me." Dad smiled. "That husband of yours... he's a good man, Aria. The way he stepped up when I was in the hospital—organizing specialists, making sure you were taken care of—I couldn't ask for a better son-in-law." My heart swelled with pride. "He respects you a lot." "And he loves you even more," Dad replied. "That's what matters most to me."

The call ended. My mind raced as I hurried toward the staircase. Dad was in the hospital. Poisoned. Fear clawed at my chest so fiercely it felt like I might choke on it. I needed to get there. Right now. I pushed open the door to my bedroom to grab my coat— And froze. Standing in the middle of the room was Adam Pierce. My husband. Relief flooded through me for half a second. "Adam!" I rushed toward him. "Something happened to Dad—"

my dad said threateningly as he walked into the room. Adrian removed his hand and neatened up his suit jacket. Remember what I was saying about this marriage maybe not being such a bad idea after all? Yeah? Well, scratch that idea. If my dad hadn't have walked in, Adrian would've squeezed my throat until I passed out. "Make it quick," Adrian snapped as he left the room. I let out a sigh as I felt my body relax. I didn't even realise how tense I was. "You look stunning," my dad said with tears in his eyes. I didn't say anything. He literally just saw me getting strangled by my soon to be husband.

A few brave bystanders soon pulled Dylan out of the water. At the hospital, the doctors were stunned—someone who had supposedly tried to drown himself hadn't swallowed a single drop of water. My in-laws put on their best act, thanking the heavens for their son's miraculous survival, claiming his life wasn't meant to end so soon. I suppressed a sneer and pretended to be concerned as I asked the doctor, "My husband is in the late stages of liver cancer. Could this incident have worsened his condition? Should we make him go through a more thorough examination?"

"Do you think I will thank you?" I understood that he would never love me based on the look in his eyes. Harvey played around with different women just to humiliate me. Nevertheless, I could only resent fate for playing tricks on me instead of crying for his lack of affection. Rumor had it that I only managed to marry into the Fergusons because I had guilt-tripped Harvey. Unbeknownst to them, I would still not be interested in dating him even if he were the last man standing. However, that could only happen if my father was alive.

wide eyes and said, "Oh, but didn't you know, Ms. Freeman? Lev is my baby's daddy!" She cocked her eyebrow and continued provoking me. "It's all thanks to Lev for becoming a donor for me that I'd get to know how it feels like to be a mom even after losing my husband." The kitchen hood continued humming in the background while I felt as though my brain had just exploded and was being sucked dry by it. "Levi West! What is the meaning of this?" I screamed at him. I had been married to him for two years and had been pregnant with his baby for eight months. My due date was approaching, yet he already had a baby with his first love.

“I’m still in awe of his relationship with Cassie, so I’m of the opinion that they do whatever they like at their own pace.” Dad seemed confused for a while as he got lost in his memory. “It’s so hard to explain, and even when I think about it, it sounds crazy. He said he wanted to see me, and when he did, he said he wanted to get married.” I couldn't help with the laughter that escaped my lips. “You must have been so shocked. I wish I were there.” Dad frowned. “Not really. But I was worried. I mean, the last serious relationship we all knew of was with Stella. I know he had dated a few women after that, but I never kept tabs.”

Julian lied, leaning forward, his eyes bright with false, desperate hope. “We can still fix this, Evie. My father... he’s an old man. He’s cold, he's ruthless, he doesn't know how to feel anything. He’s using you to get to your family’s shipping lanes. Come away with me today. We can fly to London, or we can file a motion to declare the marriage invalid on grounds of corporate coercion. My dad's lawyers can find a loophole. Just tell the press he forced you.” Evelyn leaned forward, mirroring his posture until her face was only inches from his across the table. The scent of her expensive jasmine perfume–a scent he had never bought her–filled his senses.