My Long Lost Prince : Completed&[Edited ✔]

A Father's Intuition [A New Chapter]

This chapter is being made based on a vote for a side characters POV. This will be the main characters' father.

Robert Par's POV.

Click. Click. Click.

Ding!

I looked at my phone.

It's the advisor for the King of Hawaii.

Grumbling to myself, I happily ignored his message along with the other ninety nine.

This is getting annoying.

Why are they being so persistent.

*R I N G T O N E*

"UGHHHH!!!"

AHEM.

"Yes, this is Par's phone how may I help you?" I graciously answered.

"Blashapabapha-"

I sighed.

"Yes she left almost a day ago.'

"Blashapa?"

"No. She will arrive on time."

"Blabalblabla?"

"Yes, I will arrive in a few months to meet her employer as agreed. "

"Blanapaba."

"Yes, she is single-"

I rubbed my temples and thought deeply about it.

It's not like him to be so persistent.

I hummed at my phone.

" Is the prince found yet?" I asked as I tapped my fingers on my desk.

I didn't tell anyone, but I saw him on the video taped in the dark of the night.

Lilly seemed to trust him, but I'm not sure if I do yet.

"Don't act like you don't know about his infatuation with my daughter. " I said as I spun around in my chair and pressed a button on the groove of my fireplace.

"Just let it be made sure, that if he steps out of line, I don't care who's government I piss off-" I said, clanking my pistol in place.

"It will be dealt with. Do you understand me?" I threatened.

"We understand you just fine Mr. Par."

My mouth crooked a smile.

"So, you have returned?" I said, placing my gun back onto the wall with it's brothers and sisters, pressing the button again.

"I have, thanks to that tip you left my father. Why, I must thank you." He said flatly.

"My dear boy, you must grow up and face this issue head on and I would appreciate it if you'd leave my daughter out of it-"

"Don't you worry sir, I may have taken a liking to her-" I clenched my teeth.

"You're joking!"

"On the contrary, I'm quite serious, but don't you worry, if anyone tried anything, I'll punish them myself. "

I gulped.

"So, sit back and relax. This may be a bumpy ride-"

Beep.

Beep.

Beep.

Beep.

"She'll be fine." I whispered to myself as I looked at my late wife's picture.

"She's always fine-" I clutched my chest as I began breathing heavily.

She won't end up like she did-

She just won't-

" Honey?"

I jumped at her hand on my shoulder.

"Yes baby? "

"You ok? " She asked, gently rubbing my temple.

I smiled a bit at her.

"Yes honey."

She gently sat on my lap and proceeded to gently kiss my temple.

"Thanks." I smiled at her.

She ruffled my hair and cuddled me until I fell asleep, placing a blanket over my body.

"Good night honey." I heard her whisper before I blanked out and thought of my first wife.

Sorry, I had to let you go, and now I feel as if I'm throwing her into the flame as well.

What should I do?

What should I do?

Martha?