Shrek Fiona Dad の小説・ストーリー

He pampered Fiona like she was his life yet treated me like a slave. “Aren’t you done?” Fiona asked, pulling me out of my thoughts, her voice sharp and distant. I turned and found my daughter standing there in her nightgown, clutching her teddy bear in one hand. She was so beautiful, she looked so much like her father. The same brown eyes and brown hair. She had a way she pouted her lips that looked exactly like Joseph. There was no denying it. I forced a smile. “Almost done, sweetheart.” “You’re taking too long,” she said. “Daddy said it’s almost bedtime.”

“What's it to you? No matter how much Damon spoils you, as long as my son is still in my belly, he won’t do anything to me. What can you do to shake things up? Hahaha!” “Oh, please. Do you really think my dad’s a fool? He won't play the part of some other guy’s backup. You can't seriously think you’ve hidden your little affairs well!” Her triumphant expression froze, quickly replaced by a scoff of disdain. Just as she was about to speak, my dad interrupted her. “Exactly! Fiona, you lying little skank, how dare you treat my daughter like some side chick! Haven’t you pulled enough shady crap yourself? You make me sick!”

My friend, Sheila, asked as I texted her a few minutes later, my phone in one hand and a red cup in the other. "No!!!!!" I texted her back. "Aiden is a jerk, and I never want to see him again. You'd think he and Marv were born to different parents." Sheila: Maybe they were. Me: No. I've seen how Fiona relates to them both. They have to be her sons, even though I think she's awfully too young to be anyone's mother. I need to ask her for her skincare routine. Sheila sent me a laughing emoji.

And you have the nerve to think you're walking out of here with his belongings. I stared at him, completely blindsided. Dad was already buried. How could 100,000 dollars in charges just appear out of nowhere? I fumbled through my bag in a panic and pulled out the entire stack of receipts stamped with the funeral home's official seal, holding them out to him with shaking hands. "There has to be a mistake. My father was cremated seven days ago, and when his ashes were interred at the cemetery, your own people came along to verify it in person. His body isn't here, so how can there possibly be cold storage fees?

This is what I had prepared: “As some of you may know, I am Eliana Garcia. On the 10th anniversary of the successful growth of G.E Company, I want to congratulate Jackson Garcia, my father, the most amazing man in the world. The best parent anyone could ever ask for. He’s never missed an important part of my life, be it parties, school events e.t.c. I can tell the journey to this point wasn’t easy, he balanced work and parenthood and today, He’s one of the most successful men in the city. Dad, your remarkable example has set a path for me. Thank you for being you. To everyone in attendance, thank you for celebrating with us. Congratulations dad! Everyone cheered me. I could hear Cassie’s voi

Who wants such trouble watching har all need too. "Me and daddy went out today and had a lot of fun,went to the park,did manicure and pedicure,pool, restaurant and shopping" she said giggling. "Wow that's amazin,oh my god! That freak did nails for you? Kinky you're going to school paint is not allowed!"Eva said. Kinky pouted her lips looking innocently, "my dad is not a freak" She replied and Eva smacked her head.

“I Googled them. They live in a real castle, Ana. And the son is a total snack. What are you complaining about?” God, Luna was so spoiled. She had no clue how brutal mafia wives’ lives could be. “Mama gave up her modeling career for Papà and regretted it every day. You don’t remember her like I do. I can’t give up on a normal life. Not for any amount of money. It’s not worth it.” “I get it,” Mira said, always the reasonable one. “And I don’t think you should agree to it. That man who came here—the father—they call him il Diavolo.”

He wouldn't be surprised because this doesn't matter to them anyway. I was startled when James blocked my way. “Can we talk about stuff?” My brow arched. He wants to catch up with me? He talks as if there's something we need to catch up on with each other's lives. I scoffed at that thought. “There's nothing to talk about. Besides, the Shrek might transform into Hulk.” Employees were already staring at us but looked away every time I caught them. “Shrek? You mean Dante?” What the– I sent him a glare. “How dare you insult my husband? I'm talking about your Fiona, dude.”

They alerted some of their men that they were going man-hunting, and with that, they left the condo. Fiona walked up to the bar section and poured herself a tequila as she scrolled through her phone for any information she could find. “This can’t be true,” Fiona murmured as she stumbled on a picture of Jessica and her dad together. “Father and daughter reunite after many years.” She read the caption on the picture. “That bitch!” she yelled and threw her glass furiously, breaking it into pieces. “I don’t buy this shit. She can’t be the daughter of a billionaire. Her fucking whore of a mother could have never scored a man like Dominic, or did she? I need to call Dad. He’ll clarify this,” she s

Fiona could not dodge and her face was splashed with water. That splash of water on her face revealed her true appearance. The makeup that was supposed to fool Jared was all washed away. He was mad that he almost coughed blood again when he saw that she tried to deceive him this way. He directly pointed at Fiona at that moment and screamed, “B*tch, get f*ck out of here!” “Father, are you mad? I’m Fiona, your daughter?” “Get lost! You b*stard illegitimate child!” Jared’s hand was shaking. Jackson sneered. “Miss Summers, have a look at this!”