Novel & Cerita My Husbands Dad

"My dad was sitting by the kitchen doors, and you said he was fine where he was. My brother got pulled from the wedding party, and you said Theo looked better up there. My dad's name disappeared from the program, and you said he wasn't comfortable with that kind of thing." I went through it piece by piece, my voice level the whole time. He couldn't argue with a single one. Dad closed the lid on the repaired chest. The new clasp clicked softly into place. "Mr. Chambers," Dad said. "My daughter isn't looking for compensation. She just wants her family to be treated like they matter." Elliott's fingers tightened at his sides. Just then, his phone rang. He answered, and I watched the color drain

Instead, he said five words that shattered everything she thought she knew. "Daniel Hart isn't your husband." The call disconnected. And for the first time since this nightmare began, Emma realized the truth might be far worse than betrayal. Because if Daniel wasn't really her husband... Then who had she been married to for the last seven years?

Dad I don't want to talk about it' I said 'Son, it is actually about Brenda,if you don't take her now,another person will come. I wished I was young,I could have marry her immediately. Remember it remain thirteen days unless I will leave your house and disown you' he said seriously. ' why? Is it up to that?' I asked.not that dad had anything to fall on. He depend solely on me. Leaving my house will mean I throw him out of my house. ' what if she is married or have a boyfriend?' I asked

I said and rolled over the edge. " Look I can't dump your mom, she's my wife and will always remain one." Dad said and I chuckled. " Helen is not my girlfriend, okay. She's my friend's wife , she's married to Elvis and she's having marital issues with her husband and he's threatening her with divorce." Dad said and I swallowed. Okay, I've done another one. I almost smashed someone's wife with a bottle and now I'm frustrated. I turned to look at dad and sat up.

I asked and she almost choked on her drink. “Haha… you're joking right?” She laughed it off as if choking on a drink didn't make things awkward. “Haha… no?” I said unsure of myself as I looked at her wipe the wine on her mouth. “He didn't tell you, did he?” she asked and I shook my head no. Tell me what? “Is it something to do with his Grandfather?” I asked. She looked at me with a reassurance face. “My father is dead. And my husband's father is dead. Which grandfather are you talking about?”

Obviously, problems always arose, but it was nothing that hindered the couple, however an old impasse hovered over the entire Leblanc family. After two weeks of marriage, Richard finally decided to end his father's suffering. So, he gathered his entire family for the farewell. They were all in front of his father's bed, his old father already debilitated, whose only sign of life was his groans of pain in the wee hours, as if the medicine was no longer effective. It was too hard to see that he couldn't live, and all because of his own father who decided not to treat him as he should so that he could have a normal life.

Every little detail she had once wished for in her wedding, we made it happen this time, My father, Steve, was present at the wedding, standing quietly among the guests. His face radiated pride, a small but genuine smile softening his usually stern expression. As I watched him, a pang of guilt hit me—I hadn't thanked him for the role he'd played in shaping my life, even when his methods made me furious. I remembered vividly how he practically forced me into marrying Alessa the first time. At the time, I was livid, feeling cornered and betrayed.

I asked dad, brows raised, pretending as if I hadn’t noticed his behavior towards my husband. “With Evander, dad. What is going on between you two? Do you hate him?” I didn't want my voice to sound upset but I failed to hide it. Dad just sighed and then looked down at his hand and said, “I don’t know, Holly. I think I am getting a little unsure about Evander. I don’t think he can protect you—-” “What do you mean about that, dad?” My eyes went a little wider as I realized what he was saying. “He is my mate. We are married and are going to have our firstborn, Dad! What are you talking about?”

John said as he hugged her. Claire bit her lip, trying hard not to cry. “Why doesn't Daddy ever come here? I miss Daddy." "I'm getting old," John replied curtly, "you should be the one who is coming home more, right?" Claire pursed her lips. “I would have come home more often if Michael didn’t been busy with his work. I don't know about his work, but he is very busy. And… it's a ridiculous wedding, isn't it, Dad?”

~I woke up wet this morning.~ Xavier POV: Couple of days ago, Dad told me he is dating someone with marriage in his mind and I don't care. I seriously don't. My Dad was never married. He had me while he was dating and that woman, whom I should be calling mother, gave birth to me and left. I have never seen her nor she showed up. It has always been me, Dad and his work. So, now when he wants to find happiness for himself, there is no way I am going to be a hurdle in the way of his happiness.