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And now— They were engaged. Planning. Talking about the future like it actually belonged to them. “One step at a time,” Grace had said. But Johnny? He was already thinking long-term. And that included something important. “I need to meet your dad,” he said one evening. Grace paused. Because that wasn’t small. Her father wasn’t like her mom. He was strict. Proud. And very particular about family image. “He’s back,” Grace replied quietly. Johnny nodded. “Then it’s time.”

I said. His eyes softened and I smiled fully. "Wait, there is going to be a next time?" He asked. "Yes. For sure. That time, you would watch me hit him." I said. He smirked. "Daddy!" Johnny called out. I stilled. Whirling around, I saw Johnny's grinning face. "You.." "What should I call him if I do not call him daddy?" He asked innocently. "You..." "Just call me daddy if you want to. No one will hold you to it." Jason responded, making happiness bloom in my chest at the warmth of his words.

“How could I? My dad did order me to seduce you, to make you fall in love with me. I never used the kids as a way of making that happen, Laura. I wanted to adopt these kids. To give them a chance, to have a family of my own. One that I could … enjoy with you. I never got this growing up. I never had a dad who wanted to play in the backyard. His idea of playing was sending me to one of his guards who would teach me to take pain. That was what I got to do.” “What about kids of your own?” “One day, we’ll have them, Laura. They’re not going to be any different than those boys and girls out there. Our sons and our daughters, and I hope one day they will … call me Dad, but I know that is a long sh

"And you believe it?" “Yes…at first. Then …." Beth is silent, she wiped her tears that suddenly came pouring out of her eyes. She started crying again uncontrollably. “Sophia texted me saying that maybe it is Mr. Johnny's son… er… Johnny... That's the Finance guy and not your baby… sorry.” Beth hugged Logan's chest, crying in his arms. "I'm sorry..." She begged.

My dad burst out in laughter when he heard what Jinny said. "You're so naive. Did I ask you to come here? Did I ask you to drop out of school? You're talking like I forced you to do all that." As he was talking, he poked Jinny's forehead with his finger. His tone was extremely condescending. "Go away! You're shameless! How can you put all of the blame on me?" Jinny raised her leg and kicked my dad right in the groin. She probably wasn't strong enough to do any real damage to him.

Secrets were unfolding—big secrets. Those were the only words that came out of my mouth as I tried to process why a father would do that to his only daughter. Life throws shit at you, and you just have to dodge it, but if it were that easy, none of us would be standing here with a problem. "What is the matter, Johnny? Cat got your tongue?" Lorenzo mocked as Johnny glared at him. This was the hardest glare I had ever seen him give someone. "Why would my father sell his only daughter to you?" Johnny finally spoke up.

She also said Eugene had seen Ian as his biological father since he was a child, and she couldn't let anyone destroy everything they had built. Ian, however, had already tuned her out. He immediately hung up on her. The room fell into a dead silence. After a long while, he looked at me and said hoarsely, "I'll deal with her." I looked up at him calmly. "It doesn't matter who you deal with. It won't bring Mom back." Ian looked as if those words had nailed him to the spot. For what felt like an eternity, he didn't make another sound. … In no time, things spiraled out of control. Ian began to look into the money he thought he had given Mom and me over the years. The results showed that not a si

"Dad, Mom and Patrick are actually in love. You've been standing in their way for over 20 years. Don't you feel any shame? You've got nothing left to give us anyway. He's the only one who can give us a better life. "And just getting divorced isn't enough either. Patrick needs to know you've moved on, so you need to remarry. "Dad, do this for me and Connor. Once Patrick's happy, he'll actually be good to us." After I finish paying for my children's weddings and clear the mortgage, my wife brings her wealthy lover home. The whole family gangs up on me, demanding I divorce and remarry someone else. With no way out, I find someone and rush into a marriage. I figure I'll just live out a quiet

He didn’t answer. The woman turned, her hands resting on her stomach. My voice came out small. “Dad… who is she?” He inhaled slowly. “She is… someone I’ve been helping.” I almost laughed. “Helping? Helping how?” Sofia looked down, then whispered, “I’m expecting.” I felt something in my chest drop. I looked at my father. “Please don’t tell me—” He didn’t look away. And that was my answer. “Oh my God.” My throat tightened. “You got her pregnant?”

I helped around the house – making sure the bathroom was sparkling, general tidying. “Thanks for today, Johnny!” my dad said, as the two of us headed up stairs to freshen up before his girlfriend arrived. “It's cool, dad!” I replied, “I'm excited to meet her!” “I hope I'll be meeting a girlfriend of yours some day soon too!” Dad poked me in the ribs, joking with me. “I hope so too!”