Nate Jacobs Dad Novels & Stories

Our company was still important. “Alright, Dad,” He murmured before hanging up. A heavy sigh crossed my lips. Andrea wouldn't accept right? She isn't that easy. I contemplated while I patiently waited. An hour later, after I finished speaking to my personal assistant. He was representing and covering my schedules, if there was a need for me to be in California, I would board a flight right away. My Phone rang that minute, seeing it was Fred, I picked up. “Dad, she accepted! She agreed to come back to me!” He declared enthusiastically and my expression turned dark.

"Yeah... of course." "But there are guests at the house today," he added quickly. "My friend just became a dad. He didn't have a venue for the baby's one-month celebration, so they're using our place." He looked at me carefully. "You don't mind, do you?" I used to think he was something otherworldly. Whenever I was bullied, he always appeared like a hero in a storybook. Whenever I was sick, he stayed calm, steady. One winter, the two of us had gone out to buy fireworks. We passed by a couple arguing. The girl was in tears—turned out the guy had lied to her and snuck off to meet another woman.

We had dated from the ages of fifteen and sixteen to twenty and twenty-one. Although the breakup was painful, we had always remained on good terms. I knew we weren't meant for one another after that faithful night at my party. I shook my head to try and rid myself of the embarrassing memories. "Why is your grandfather mad at your dad?" I asked casually. "Haven't you seen the news? He totaled one of the cars with two hookers in it. The problem was the press caught wind of what they were doing to him in that car!" My eyes widened, apparently, Mr. Grimes really hadn't changed much.

I asked "I'm Nick Smith and I'm your family's attorney that your mother got,although your father was unaware of this because as she said "he's not apart of my family it's just me and my daughter" and when you mother died I tried reaching out to you,but failed countless times because of your father" he said all in one breath. I was beyond confused about this information. I got out of my car so that we can have this conversation in a civilized manner. "What do you mean because of my father?" I asked.

"You've missed again." My lips pursed, a frown etching onto my face. "Then what's your actual age?" "Well, you see, your dad wasn't exactly the studious type," Jacob chuckled, a hint of amusement in his voice. "After a few failed exams, he got expelled from his previous school and ended up enrolling in the same school I attended. It took him nearly three years to start over because of his passion for video games." My mouth nearly hung open. Dad had always boasted about his scholarly achievements, claiming he never failed a single subject. Yet, he had vehemently refused to show me any of his certificates. Now, it all made sense...

It doesn't sink into her mind and Nate as they both think this is just a nightmare. Nate looked at his father's face one last time as he was now in the morgue. Nate took a deep breath, and tears started to form in his eyes, but he stopped himself crying as he didn't want to be weak at that moment. Nate needed to be vital to his mother because Nate knew that she could not accept what happened to his dad. And he couldn’t even accept that his dad was already dead. "What happened, Dad?" Nate asked while looking at Gastov's cold face. "Earlier, we are still laughing, aren't we? We were happy earlier and begging me to give you a grandchild, but now..." Nate stopped talking as he couldn't stop hims

“Isla-“ he called out with a defeated sigh but I just gave him a tight lipped smile and left his house, driving straight to Nathaniel’s. My phone buzzed as I stepped inside his place. My father. I hesitated before answering, keeping my voice neutral. “Hey, Dad.” “Where are you?” I blinked, pulse skipping. “Home.” A long silence. Then, “Jacobs said your car was parked near Nathaniel’s place earlier.” My heart pounded. “Oh, yeah. I was just running an errand nearby. I decided to stop by and say hi.” I said and then added with a frown. “Is Jacobs stalking me or what?” Silence. I held my breath.

Nate whispered contrary to the many questions he wanted to ask. He would have to find a very good excuse for him to skip work, because his father wouldn't appreciate him ditching work, the man always had a way of knowing if he did. Maybe Jade was the one who always ratted him out

He had never seen his Dad like this. "Nothing. I am just tired." Jackson got up, "I should take some rest now." Nathan could feel Jackson was having troubles to walk. He got hold of him when he was about to get stumbled. Jackson looked at him and smiled weakly. Nathan was getting confused. His workaholic Dad was passing his time like this! And immediately, he was worried, "You okay, Dad?" "I am okay, son." Jackson spoke up and left for his room. Nathan tried to help Jackson but he didn't let him, "I am okay. Don't worry."

My dad says. My Dad has no idea I'm going with Tristan or that I'm losing my virginity to him over the summer... "Sweetheart..." My mom says... My mom wants me to tell my dad... is she insane the man would have Tristan assassinated... "Where's my favorite granddaughter?" My grandfather always said that... I was his only granddaughter, My dad's sister Alexis never had kids with her longtime boyfriend and My aunt Zarah my dad's younger sister was a big time model who always travelled so she never dated and never had kids... My Grandfather Kyler Jacobs could pass as my dad, the man refuses to age, and he looks hot with his salt and pepper hair... I know his my grandpa but my school principal tr