Novel & Cerita Am I Your Daughter

my daughter told me that I'm not sure what she said, maybe he was just pretending to my daughter. "We're not sure, Amire. Maybe he's just pretending to be nice to you. He knows you're the ace of this association," I said to my daughter as I looked suddenly. "He doesn't know Mama's powers, right? He knows it's just a vampire," my daughter answered with a smile on her lips. I just shook my head because she was planning something I wouldn't like. "I have nothing to say about your Mama's powers, Amire." I just answered my daughter. She said goodbye to go up to buy something for us to eat.

"Elayne! Shut your mouth! I didn't raise you just so you could humiliate me in front of the family!" "I'm the humiliation?" I stared at her. "Not you treating your own daughter like an ATM?" "Get out!" Mom shrieked, pointing at the door with a shaking finger. "You are not my daughter! Ungrateful brat! Get out and don't ever come back!" The relatives rushed to calm her down, but she'd already lost it. "Let her leave! I'll just pretend I never gave birth to her! She won't get a single penny from me! Everything I have is going to Sophie! Sophie's my real daughter!"

Damien escorted Arrya out while Amaya went to sit beside Alicia as she hugged the speechless sitting woman. " she's not my daughter... no way, even if Arrya lost her memories, she won't forget a glimpse of me. What happened to her?" Alicia burst into fresh tears. "Don't say that Mrs. Adam, she is your daughter but she's sick.. seriously ill, and am very sure my brother will do everything he can to bring her old self back. Don't distance yourself from her, she needs us all" Amaya said while Cindy just sat as she watched Alicia cry in pain.

She answered precisely the way in which I needed. Assuming she was another person. Be that as it may, she isn't, you dickhead. She's your little girl in-regulation and you're commending their big day in half a month. What's more, at the present time, your child, her significant other, is in the parlor hanging tight for you. "Hello, father! Where's my brew?"

"What else do you need to do before you can destroy my life? Before you can let me be, what?" "my daughter." "Your what?" Amelia scoffed coming closer to her mother. "is it the daughter you and father disowned? The daughter you and father made dead to the world? is it the daughter you couldn't defend considering the fact you.." she pointed at her mother? "...carried her for nine good months? Is it the daughter that when everyone called her names, you couldn't do anything to shun them but you also just them to mock her? is it that daughter?" Amelia asked shaking her head. "I doubt it."

She even shook her head when Radit was about to introduce her to Tisa and Andre's daughter. "Oh my! She is so scared of getting her mommy taken away. Possessive daughter, Man," Tisa chuckled while shaking her head. "Whose daughter is it?" "Her father. Who else?" Amanda said with a smile. Radit, who heard his wife answer this way, just shrugged his shoulders. At the same time, he pecked Ayra's head who was still frowning. "Do you want to be held on mama's lap, dear?" asked Radit, who replied with a nod of his head.

Summer’s Point of View Taking a deep breath, I set aside the tissue I had been using to wipe the table and shifted my attention towards Amby. With a slight smile, I replied, “I don’t believe it’s any of your concern, Amby. My daughter is mine, and I don’t see how it matters whether others are aware of her or not. Do I require validation?” “But Senior Carter harbors a strong animosity towards you. If he were to find out—”

"Of course. You are my daughter!. You should come back with us. I will treat you well from now on." Amelia smiled. "I can go back with you, but on one condition. You can only choose between a daughter and a wife. If you want to acknowledge me, you can't marry her!"

This was the first time I had seen him like this. My heartbeat slowed down as I stared at him. “ I am your daughter too. ” His lips pressed into a thin line. His gaze burned into mine. “ I am your daughter. ” I repeated, my body going numb. No affirmation followed. Perhaps, he didn’t want to acknowledge me as his daughter because he hated me. But then…why was my mind starting to whisper strange things? “ Am I your daughter? ” My heart sank. “ Someone… ” His face scrunched in disgust. “ someone like you…can’t have anything to do with me. ”

But every plan I have—A, B, C, D, E, or even more letters—easily gets ruined when I saw a little Aviena in front of me. “Mama.” A soft voice came from the little girl while trying to hide from her mother’s back. She’s my daughter. I know. I know it too well. Damn…. How? How can this happen? She is my daughter. How did Aviena manage to hide her from me? Damn. I hope I didn't let her go that time. “She’s my daughter… Heck… I have a child…” l can’t even believe it. Damn. We really have a daughter.