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Daddy's Little Angel novel Chapter 37

Summary for Chapter 37: Daddy's Little Angel

Chapter summary of Chapter 37 – Daddy's Little Angel by soulreads05

In Chapter 37, a key chapter of the acclaimed Internet novel Daddy's Little Angel by soulreads05, readers are drawn deeper into a story filled with emotion, conflict, and transformation. This chapter brings crucial developments and plot twists that make it essential reading. Whether you’re new to the book or a loyal fan, this section delivers unforgettable moments that define the essence of Daddy's Little Angel.

It's been about a month now, and I haven't been able to do anything. I haven't left this house , deciding I am not stable enough to work with people so I chose to work from home.

I have cancelled all meetings, all photoshoot appointment, all media appearances, everything. I think it's time for me to be alone. The only problem is, I am hardly alone thanks to Nora, which I must confess, is starting to strike a wrong nerve.

I want her out of my hair, but I don't want to unnecessarily hurt her in the process. It's not like she forced herself on me or anything, I asked her out, I proposed to her , I gave her previlges. It was my fault for using her as a coping mechanism.

But I don't think I can do this anymore. This few weeks without Angel as been hard. It's not like we got to really bond ever since she came back. It's been more of us arguing, or she trying to get under me, or both our bodies Tangled in bed, lips jointed giving room no for discussion.

But I still miss seeing her around, walking almost nude, comfortable in her own skin. I miss hearing her laugh while she talks on the phone or she's watching a movie.

I miss her cooking. I could almost taste her the love she puts into each meal with every bite.

I miss the way she humes when she's busy cleaning, or concentrated on something. I miss her eyes. I can't believe it, but I miss having to catch her in the darkness of the kitchen eating whatever she blindly found in the fridge.

I miss coming home to darkness due to the fact that Angel never turns on the light switch and knowing that admist that darkness, Angel was somewhere doing God knows what without being scared of the dark.

I miss her stubbornness, our fights. Damn I miss everything about her.

Is that normal?

I have called her hundred of times ever since she left and it keeps going into voicemail.

Mum called a day after Angel left, given me an ear full.

" What the hell happened between you and Angel to make her come to me in such a state? She cried all through yesterday, wouldn't eat or saying a word"

"You must have done something real bad for her to cry. My baby hardly cries, ever. Now spill or God knows I'll be coming down there to choke the answer out of you and we don't want that now, do we Jackson?"

Those were are exact words. She was scary much more than Angel and that's saying something.

I didn't know what to say. I mean how do I explain why Angel was a mess? I slept with her?

I just told her I didn't know. That I wanted answers too. That may be some guy from her college broke her heart and she is in need of a mother- daughter time, that's why she was at her house.

It wasn't far from the truth, though I was the bastard who broke her heart, my mum didn't need to know that. She seemed to believe my excuse and said She'll figure it out.

I felt like strangling myself for making her feel that way. I swore to kill anyone who made her Cry, but it's such a shame to know that "anyone" would end up being me.

As I wallowed in self pity, letting the guilt kill me from inside, I heard Nora's voice from outside my study room.

"Hey babe," she said as she entered, making her way towards me.

"You've been here for about two hours now, it's getting late, let's go to bed." She said, now leaning against the table towards me, her night gown which was a deep v-neck giving a nice view of her cleavage. Normally, I'll get excited by this, right now, I was just irritated.

"You go to bed first, I still have some things I need to finish here, it might take a while."I replied not looking up from my monitor screen.

There was silence for a bit, till I felt her hand on my shoulder, as she attempts to sit on my lap.

"What are you trying to do? I asked incredulously." Making her frown. Clearly taking her aback by my reaction or lack of.

"What does it look like I'm doing Jack?" She asked a little bit of annoyance in her tone.

Sighing , I faced her and spoke.

" I just told you I was busy with work but it looks like you weren't listening or you don't care seeing as you were attempting to do what you were. So if you don't mind can you please excuse me and leave me to finish my work?" I said with a straight face and a sharp tone.

She looked hurt and I almost felt sorry for her. But I couldn't. I had to do this. I had to set things straight.

Holding her at arm's length proved to be a little difficult with her trashing around, but I did.

"Nora, Nora! Calm the hell down!!"

I yelled trying to make her listen..

"You know what? You're right, the problem is me. I have been thinking lately about all this, about us, and I don't think I can do this anymore... maybe before now I wanted to have a family with you in it, but not anymore. Let's end this." I explained as calmly as I could in this situation.

"End what? You can't be serious. I love you. " She exclaimed

"But I don't love you. At least not anymore." I confessed.

"I do care for you and I don't want to keep hurting you like this. I'm sorry for everything, but I think breaking up is the best thing to do." I concluded.

"No! I won't let you leave me. You can't. I know you love me! Please Jack, say you love me." She desperately pleaded like her life depended on it.

"I love you Nora..."I responded

"But not the way you think."I clerified.

"Please don't make this hard for us both. I'll sleep somewhere else tonight. Don't do anything you'll regret before tomorrow morning."

I said before working out of my study and heading towards the front door her screams for me not to go were far behind me.

Getting outside, I took in a very much needed fresh air as I dailed my chauffeur's number.

"One step to freedom" I told myself as I waited for him to arrive and get me far away from this mess as possible.

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