Romans & histoires My Husbands Dad

The night we get married, Hugo Lambert caresses the burn on my shoulder and says, "They said you risked your life to go into the fire and save Hayden back then. I didn't believe them, but now it seems like they were telling the truth." He smiles bitterly. "So, in your eyes, I'm nothing more than a stand-in for him." Before I can explain, he silences me with a kiss. After a night of passion, I just assume he's jealous and teasing me. But after that night, Hugo starts seeing other women and never comes home again. Even when my father, Bernard Colgan, is on his deathbed, Hugo is still spending the night with his mistress, Janelle Langdon. I call him for the first time in three years. "Hug

Ever since daddy been back home my mom has been thee most happiest woman on earth only because daddy cannot go back to the military again, he decided to retire not that he had a choice he just had to since his injury he can't do much like he used to but I'm thankful that his still strong. I finally agreed to marry Hakeem

I have caused them a lot of trouble and I'm sure they won't hesitate saving me again and again just to get me out from my scandalous states. I gritted my teeth as I watch admiration in Dad's face while he was telling me how good Hugo 'fucking' Warren when it comes to business. Telling me that he can help me a lot when it's time for me to run some of our family business. And that he's sure that my future husband would have a long patience for me.

Ashley Black's POV "Look honey I know I didn't tell you about the wedding,but it just happened while I was away in France" my dad said calmly like it didn't matter to him. "You could have fucking told me 'Hey sweetie I'm getting married so you going to have a new mom' but noooo,you go and get married without me fucking knowing" I am so damn pissed at him. "Sweetie I'm sorry I didn't tell you about the wedding but I'm not getting any younger and I'm lonely please understand" he said with pleading eyes.

Henry unconsciously betrayed his dear mommy. Husbands are meant to be trampled on? Very well, Mr. Marcus gritted his teeth. She shouldn't fall into his hands in the future, or she would be doomed. Mr. Marcus had a twisted smile. "You don't want to be stepped on, do you, son? So trust Dad's perspective on love, and you won't go wrong." "Oh..." Henry elongated his voice, feeling like he understood, but also curious. He asked, "Then why didn't you find someone simpler, Dad? Why did you choose Mommy?"

“Show some respect, Terzo. They may not understand what you said, but they are our guests.” “It’s fine,” Dad said, smiling. I had a feeling he understood it just fine. “Just no getting married, Papa. I already have sisters to take care of and enough women in my life, and they’re both annoying and stubborn, especially his wife. Jesus. I feel like I am taking care of a toddler.” I frowned. “Hey. That’s my wife you’re talking about.” The three older men laughed. “Well, anything I said to Maverick, she did the opposite. Then I will get married? I’d rather hang myself or drown in the river.

"Is Damien becoming a problem?" "No." I'm quick to say. "Damien is perfect. I wouldn't ask for a better husband." "He's way better than that stupid boy you were dating in high-school." Dad sounds pissed. "He destroyed your life. But good thing you have Damien now. He's the perfect husband for you. Mature and charismatic and understanding and respectful and loving and protective. I sleep better at night knowing that Damien Hunt is my daughter's husband." My dad sounds more proud of my husband than he is of me. It's like my greatest achievement was picking a perfect husband.

“But he’s not just… marking his territory, Dad. And I can’t believe you think I’d let him. He’s… he’s so much more than that. He’s my husband. I married him.” As my father’s jaw dropped, my mother snapped her head around, her eyes as wide as saucers. “What?!”

My dad said. I could not help but shake my head in disgust at how nonchalant he was acting right now. Marriages were meant to have ups and downs? It was totally more than just that! My life was a total mystery now and my so called husband had something fishy going on yet my dad's biggest worry was that I did not attend some stupid welcome party. "All I have had is downs, no ups and it is because I was forced into that marriage in the first place!" I yelled angrily.

The air doesn’t seem to smell as much of despair, or maybe that’s just me. Dad looks older, the lines on his face deeper, but there’s a light in his eyes I haven’t seen since before the collapse. Hope, however fragile. “Rora!” He embraces me through the barrier, his hands warm and strong. Then he sees Ethan standing slightly behind me. His expression turns cautious, uncertain. “Dad, this is Ethan. My husband.” The word still feels foreign, but saying it here, now, feels right. Dad’s eyes widen. He looks Ethan up and down, taking in the quiet authority, the protective stance beside me. “Husband?”