Bapa の小説・ストーリー

Philip said. "I would like to thank you all for attending my sixtieth birthday party! I would like to thank my beautiful wife for her support and I would like to thank my son, Philip Cruz for his hard work, and also, my sweet handsome son, Henry. They have been there for me, so please appreciate them for me and enjoy yourselves!" Manuel said and everyone applauded cheerfully. "You guys should talk together, I have to talk to your father." Dr. Mathew said as he walked toward Manuel.

I said but bhabhi gave puppy eyes to papa making him nod. "Umm..." Papa cleared his throat. "Ankit." He called him in a strict voice making bhai look at him. "What?" Asked bhai. "Close your work. Do it later." Papa said as bhai rolled his eyes before shutting the laptop as bhabhi smiled widely before secretly high-fiving papa. "Huh aji kar kaam." ( Huh... work now.) I said scoffing as bhai looked at me with narrowed eyes. "Chup ne." ( Shut up. ) He said

I said, " Young man, are you teaching me what's best for my daughter?" she asked, eyes becoming hard, " I'm not teaching you what's best for your daughter, I'm only pointing out something you've refused to see,” I said, " You've actually got some nerves coming here and talking to me like that,” she said,

Mom asked in a cracking voice. "It is quite obvious that he has been possessed by that witch," Camile spat out. "She is not a witch. Her real name is Gina Blake, and you all know her as Emelia, my kids' mother. So you should be mindful of how you disrespect her," I screamed out, but this only worsened it as both mom and Camila lashed out on me. "Enough!" Grandfather's thick voice echoed across the room. He had been seated quietly with his head rested on his cane.

“But mamma, I have a question. What does appa mean?” Sarang looked at Zayren, silently asking him to answer. “Appa means papa in Korean,” Zayren explained gently. Reynez pouted thoughtfully. “Then should I call you appa or papa?” Zayren smiled warmly. “Whatever makes you comfortable, Reyn. I’ll love you either way,” he said before hugging him gently. Reynez hugged him back and whispered softly near his ear, “Okay… papa.” Zayren froze.

A tear slips down her cheek, and then my mother snaps. “You should have known better, Paige!” my mother hisses, slamming her fork down. “Before you brought that bastard into our lives, you should have known what kind of man he really was. Even when someone pretends, there are always signs! But no, you were blinded. You let him ruin us. I’m ashamed to even call you my daughter.” Paige flinches, more tears spilling. My mother’s gaze shifts to me, suddenly warm, almost admiring and proud. “Look at Piper,” she says, gesturing toward Elijah. “She brought home a true gentleman. Even at first glance, you can tell he has a good heart. He’s human.”

I shrug. “Okay, I like her.” she points to me and looks at Rhea. “I’m Veronica by the way. Veronica Ryan. Grade B.” “Grade?” I raise a brow, confused. “A Grade basically tells how dangerous a person is. And before you ask, the difference between A’s and B’s is that A’s have committed murder.” “But mine is asterisked?” “It’s never been given before but I’m guessing it means numerous counts of murder.” Yeah. That makes sense.

Layla "Mr. Drakos, it's good to see you." I greet Basil's father as he comes in, Helios and Perseus trails after him. "Kóri (daughter), I insist you call me Bampás, we're family now." "Ok Bampás." I called him. "How's marriage treating you? Getting tired of Basil yet? He is the most boring sibling. And you're pregnant?" Helios gestures to my stomach, chuckling I playfully slap his arm.

This was "a little naive" My future father-in-law, Jason Smith, had seen it all before. He got up from the couch, pulled his wife Brandy into his arms, and patted her back. "Don't cry, Dee Dee. This is her first time here. Don't scare her, okay?" Still sniffling, Brandy peeked out from his arms and looked at me the way a child might study a newly hired nanny. "Call her Sis," Jason reminded me. I took a deep breath, set the gifts on the cabinet by the entryway, and forced myself to say something. "Hello, Sis. It's nice to meet you. I brought you some gifts."