Novel & Cerita Weird Strict Dad Chapter 3

I know my dad would query her if I tell him my experience with my mom but it would just open a can of worm for since explanation would be needed if I do that. My dad doesn't just judge things, he listen to both parties explanation for he judge. I run after my mom like a chased dog so that she won't leave me behind. She always treat her children in a strict way. I know my dad is strict too but I think my dad is more compassionate than my mom. It sounds weird but that's it. "You'v been acting weird, Lilky. I will get you later. " She said as I hopped in the car. The driver who opened the door for me closed it and hopped in too and drove off.

The sight left me so stunned that I fainted. When I woke up, I was shoved into a closet and locked in. Whenever I made a mistake, that was always my punishment. I didn't know what I had done wrong. I pounded the door, crying, "Dad, let me out. I'm scared! It's so dark. Please let me out!" No one answered. I stayed in that cramped, suffocating space for so long that I thought I might die there. At last, the door was yanked open. Dad stood outside with a cold, disgusted look on his face as he stared at me. It was as though he were looking at trash.

Mom said with pleading eyes. Of course I will obey him if he said to bend over the table! "He will report your every movement to me, so don't cross the line and stress him out" Dad warned. He could be so strict sometimes. "Yes Mom. Yes Dad" I agreed. It was one joy that I gets to live with Ignatio Sandro, trying not to cause him trouble will be a piece of cake. "Good! We leave in two days" Dad announced. "What?" I yelled. Why so fast??

“She was caught up in the moment and pushing to mate, but I knew she would never consent in her right mind. I yelled at her so she would leave before we’d do something we’d regret.” “Well that would explain why you were practically climbing the walls to escape her when I arrived.” Dad nods. This counts as humor in his book, though there’s hardly any inflection in his words. I’m relieved he can find any light in the situation, considering what happened. “I’m certain I don’t need to tell you the severity of your transgression.”

"Doctor, can my back ever be straight again? Mom says I was born with a worthless spine, that I can only be Callie's doormat. "If I don't be a doormat, Dad will lock me in the basement and won't give me any food." The words of a child, spoken without malice, cut the deepest. Dr. Hodge's face turned ashen. "Outrageous! Screw being a doormat! This is a crime!" Just then, the emergency room door burst open. Dad and Mom rushed in, and the moment Mom saw me, she lunged forward in a bid to cover my mouth.

It might be true, he won’t wait for me forever or he might leave me right now. But he was my other part, he was supposed to know me like his own self. But no. We were poles apart and the distance didn’t seem to lessen, it was only growling moment after moment. Next day I woke up early and saw Dad was already up. He was already lining up the crew to attack Morax. His plan was bulletproof. I believe it should be Morax proof if we need to end his Chapter for once and all.

blindly Maybe if I had obeyed without question...that I had avoided dragging my feet...maybe Dad wouldn't have woken up. ... With a trembling hand I pour a row of powder on the table and with the energy of despair I snort.... -Mom......I let go firmly. What happens at the end! So where are we going? -I...I'll explain everything to you once I'm safe! His tone was jerky... just know that your father got involved in some shady things and that has repercussions on us.

Maybe it was the third time I reached one hundred. ‘This is getting weird. We were with dad and then everything went black. Any idea?’ Yeah, but I don’t wanna say it. ‘Ammm… Yeah. Horrible. Dad is a jerk.’ After what seemed like an eternity, the door opened. It was behind me and I finally caught sight of a lamp and a desk in front of me. Someone stepped inside. I felt him in my bones. Fucking Frederick. “Did you have to make my father into a jerk?”

It was like the universe was sending everything around me to taunt and punish me for messing up. My Dad was always strict about keeping dinner hours or at least calling to say we would be late. He had been holding back on being strict on him, all this being a new life to him and wanting him to love him but I knew he wasn't happy about this. He was about to say something when the front door opened and Jace walked in.

Nodding, sipping, holding hands with Millicent, and every time I lock eyes with Sophie or her mother, I am met with a glare so intense, it forces me to look away. “Now, we have to allow the new couple to go to bed. If he’s really my son, he would be itching to get back to business.” My father laughs, I feel sick. Thankful for a reason to escape, we greet her parents one more time. Locking eyes with Holls, I nod once, walking away with my replace mate. “That was intense.” “I’m sorry about my father, he was gross.” “Yeah he was. The sexual jokes just kept coming, who jokes about the sex lives of their kids?”