Novel & Cerita Am I Your Daughter

I put my six-year-old daughter in my mother-in-law’s hands as I was busy with an overseas project. Every month, I would send her 20,000 dollars in allowance, not including holiday cash gifts. My mother-in-law would always talk about how well my daughter ate and slept during every video call. In the video, a feast was always laid before my daughter. So when her teacher claimed that she had fainted out of hunger during class, my first thought was that she must have called the wrong number. I rushed back home and headed straight to the hospital. The doctor said that my daughter was suffering from long-term malnutrition and her weight was far below the average. She also had severe post-trau

"I-, uh, why should you recognize me is there something you aren't telling me young Miss?" "I am Amber, the only daughter of Alpha Reagan." I said with a hint of fear in my voice, I hope I wasn't doing the wrong thing by telling me my true identity. "Wow! I never thought I would have such an opportunity to meet you in person. I have heard a lot about you after your banishment." She blurted out, her eyes flared with a mysterious glint. "Oops, pardon me for that."

I ask again. “ I’m here to see you” “ Why we have no connection, I just dance at your club there's nothing special about me” “That's where you are wrong, there is more to you Tiffanye, and standing here just confirms my assumptions” “And that is?” “ That you are my daughter”

I tightened my hold on my trembling daughter, my voice ringing with fury. "Becca, how could you twist the truth in front of all these guests? Aren't you afraid of retribution?" She turned pleading eyes toward Robert. "Robert, Audrey still can't accept me. Maybe I should just take the children and leave the Langer family…" His face darkened, disappointment flickering in his gaze as he looked at me. "Audrey, I've spoiled you and Lucy for too long. If you can't discipline her as a mother, then I'll do it as her father."

Ayla was blonde, a blonde so light it looked like silver in the sun. But they talked about a woman as well, but I don’t remember ever meeting Alex and Asher's mother. And to ask about her was out of the question. I made a mental note to talk with my parents when we got home. Could Ayla be related to Alpha Adam? Is she a daughter from the Blue Moon Pack? But why would a man like Adam send his daughter away? What could have been so wrong for him to have to? Or is all this just my imagination?

Tina buried her head low, her shoulders hunched, like she wanted to disappear. I stopped and looked up at the sun. Then, I looked down at my daughter's hollow eyes. Amidst the overwhelming malice, I gently smiled. I took out my phone and made a call. The call only rang once before it was picked up. A man's voice came through, tinged with excitement and nervousness. "Mandy?" I closed my eyes, and when I opened them again, my eyes were cold. I didn’t answer his question. My voice flat, I said, "Rick, our daughter is being bullied."

Despite her years on earth, Mom lost all reason and turned against me, her daughter, for a man. “You’ll be sorry if anything happens to Bryan!” She cocked her head back and yelled at me. I could barely recognize Mom with the menacing look on her face. “Mom! Are you sure he loves you? Why did he hit on me then?” I yelled back, finding it hard to breathe. “You’re just jealous that I stole your crush. You’re young. Time is on your side to find someone new, but it’s not often I get to find love again.” Mom held Bryan in her arms, her heart going out to him.

"Welcome back, sister. We've been waiting for you to wake up." Here, in this family with no shared blood, I felt a warmth I hadn't known in years. I slowly sat up, feeling the strength returning to my body. "Mom," my voice was calm and firm, "from this day forward, Alessia Moretti is dead." "I am your daughter." The moment the words left my lips, I felt a sense of release I had never known. The girl who humbled herself for her family, the woman tormented by poison, the daughter wronged by her loved ones. She was dead.

I said to her, and she continued treating Cena. The next day I decided to go and meet my so-called father, Alex in the forest to ask him stylishly about the ability girl, Nikki, whom Jeremy claimed to be his one and only legitimate daughter. I sneaked up to his territory in the forest in the earliest hours of the day. I got there and met him training with some of his men on the training field. Immediately he saw me, he suspended all that he was doing and walked up to me, wiping off the sweat on his face with a handkerchief. "My one and only daughter, Amaya. How are you doing today?" My father, smiling barely six meters from me spoke. Even as I was now filled with confusion and worries, I smi

“I’m Augustine but you can call me August.” “Clementine but you can call me Clem or stupid because that’s how I feel right now,” I said and he gave me a puzzled look. “Since you’re only here because my daughter is trying to find me a husband.” Something I didn’t even want. August shook his head. “I think it’s adorable, it’s not like Aaliyah is a random kid. She’s talked about you a lot before. Actually,” he paused to run his hand through his hair sheepishly. “I’m pretty sure she’s trying to play matchmaker because of a comment I made last week.”